Surprise, surprise.

So, guess who got asked out on a date?

This girl.

It was last night.

I wont lie, I was a little nervous.

Almost forgot how to act while on  a date..

But no worries.

I conquered it.

And it was actually pretty fun.

We went bowling and made gingerbread houses.

My date bowled a 141.

Not too bad.

I bowled a 45.

No, I didn't forget the "1" in front.

Forty-five.

Impressive.

I know. 

Then we killed at gingerbread houses.

Slash gingerbread cities.

(That's what we were going for, a city.)

 The thing in the front,

that's a Christmas tree.

You should of seen it when it was made out of M&Ms...

Well, I'm not a fan of blind dates.

Or first dates at all.

And I try to stay away from them.

But this one passed the test of being a pretty ok first date.

I also went to a party on Wednesday night.

I know, I know.

I was a little shocked too.

Party one night, date the next?

Who am I?

Anyway, the party.

So it was a dance party and you go dressed up from your favorite decade.

How sweet?

So obviously, I dressed the part of a 1920s chick. 

It was pretty rad.

Hair:

(Well, half of it..)

Headband:

Last and definitely best, my dress:

 Everything looked a lot better in real life.

I'll try and find a picture of it all together..

But the dress I got the day before the party, 20 bucks. 

I loved it. 

Great, great party.