I'd date me.

Every Wednesday night there's a food truck pod that happens right around the corner from my apartment complex, complete with 6 different trucks ranging from cupcakes to Korean tacos. I'd like to say I frequent the hipster gathering a lot more than I do but really, overpriced fried food served out of something that resembles the camper Uncle Si won that one time just isn't always appealing to me.

Last night, however, I had a lady date with one of my friends to attend the fried food on wheels gathering, so I prepped my cholesterol levels all day and hoped for the best. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately for my health's sake, my friend bailed on me last minute and I was left with a growling, pissed off stomach that was still trying to decipher why I had been light on the caloric intake all day.

I had my feet propped up on my ottoman and a cold beer in my hand when I started roaming Instagram, you know, the norm. It was about 5 minutes in, after scrolling through what seemed like 85 dinner hubby made me photos when I realized I didn't need to cancel my food truck date just because my friend cancelled. It was a gorgeous night and dammit I can take my own happy ass around the lake for that burger I had been lusting for all day long.

And that is exactly what I did. 

Accompanied by my 2 favorite furry dates, of course.

 

It was strangely peaceful walking around the lake, burger, cupcake, and dogs a tow. I was able to actually enjoy alone time, which isn't something I'm accustomed to doing. Maybe I'm not so bad after all.

I brought my foil wrapped greasy food back to my apartment, put my favorite slippers on, and sipped on a beer while watching the same Sex and the City reruns I've seen 50 times. I couldn't help but continue asking myself why I don't do this for myself more often?
I'm totally dateable!

I don't really know where I'm going with this, I just felt a sense of strange peace come over me after my grease binge last night. I also slept through the entire night without waking up, which happens about as often as June Boo Boo takes a shower. Maybe it was the nearly 1,000 calories I took in at one sitting, but I don't think so, I think I was just relaxed.
I've got to do this more often.