Ooh date.

Remember how I was saying I wanted to go on a date?

Last week I prayed that just maybe I would get asked on one.

Last night I went on a date. 

God cares about the things we think are silly to pray for. But he cares.

Anyway. 

Date.

In my life I have only been to corn mazes like a grand total of 2 times. The last one I can remember was for family night and the whole fam was kind of upset at each other so it wasn't very fun. 

Well Monday after class, my friend? (my mom said I use that word too much. She might consider him an acquaintance but we're friends.) asked me how I felt about corn mazes... I didn't really want to tell him my last experience for fear sounding like a complainer, so I just that I had only been a couple times. He asked if I wanted to go. Of course!

Anyway when I told my grandma, she asked why I was going on a date on a weeknight... Because I can.

Last night came around and I couldn't decide what to wear and I didn't want to over dress. I was trying for advice from Chelsey but I was pretty much not taking her advice... Then her boy gave some fantastic advice that I HAVE to share.

"Just wear clothes. 

Some prefer swim suits, some shower curtains, 

but I'd suggest clothes."

I've met him twice but oh I love him. So funny.

Well I just decided that I can look really great in a t-shirt and skinny jeans. 

I think I did very well.

He picked me up and we headed to the maze. We were with two other couples and we all raced through the maze... My date and I won. And we came out the right exit. So many people decide there is no other way out except the other exit... False. 

A couple minutes after we were out we met up with one other couple. Waited for couple 3 and then decided to go to the other activities while we waited. We went on almost everything... Whether we paid for it or not...

There wasn't anybody checking our wristbands at the haunted places where you pay more to go through. So why not. 

At the beginning of the night I had made a goal not to scream.

I failed.

I screamed once when a machine blew a really loud burst of air into my ear... Kinda super loud:\

We got our pictures next to a bunch of the different things to play on. They were pretty good pictures but I don't think I'll ever be seeing them again because he took them on his phone. Oh well.

We also raced through a blow-up race course...

I'm not very good at navigating those without falling over.

I lost.

After a while, couple 3 made it out of the maze. We were originally going to buy some hot chocolate but decided we could just go to one fella's house and have homemade malt shakes. So GOOD!

Where I'm from, at the end of a first date you give your date a hug.

Well I wasn't sure what to expect because this guy is an RM.

And I thought that maybe the hug thing was only a high school thing.

Thankfully there wasn't anything too awkward about the goodnight.

Except.

I have always felt bad for the tall guys that I have been on dates with.

I am a very short person.

So it kinda makes for a squatting hug...

Besides being scared to say something super dumb
it was a fun date.