Naked as a Jaybird

Hello all from my couch,

This couch is absolutely terrible to sleep on. I love leather because it stays clean and doesn't absorb smell, but when I try to sleep on this thing, I end up all hot and my face normally gets stuck to it.

I see people complaining a lot about crappy situations. I'd like to shine light on the fact that being in a situation that you hadn't planned on being in can be so much better than the original plan.

Whoa! I just had some serious deja vu. I think that is how it is spelled. But I swear I have been here before writing about what I am about to touch on. I have heard it said that if you experience deja vu, you are in the right place at the right time. Ma P is so wise. Guess I must be on time.

I have mentioned before a boy that I dated in high school. Well, this is the story about the first time I saw him naked. Don't get all excited you bunch of pervs, it is so not what you think. No kinky, steamy scene like Fifty Shades or anything like that. We were in the wrong place at the wrong time, but somehow it ended up being a night I'd never forget.

I had liked him for a long time, and at this point I was unfortunately cheating on my boyfriend at the time with him. In fact, the night this all happened, my boyfriend had just dropped me off at home when boy came and picked me up. I know, I am a complete jerk and I am so ashamed that I couldn't put my big girl panties on and just break up with the poor kid. Anyways, he was taking me somewhere I had always wanted to go: Winter Wonderland in St. Augustine. Winter Wonderland is where they turn this huge park into an icy dream world around Christmas time complete with a skating rink, an ice slide, real snow, horse drawn carriage rides, lights, and hot chocolate. He was the perfect amount of fun to do something like this with and I was dying to see him try and skate.

Boy picked me up as soon as my boyfriend left. We were on our way. When I asked him if he knew where he was going he said of course. Turns out, he has the direction intuition of a microwave. We got so lost. We were half way to Daytona when we realized and had to turn around. Both of our bellies were grumbling so we decided to stop and eat somewhere. We are both extremely fond of breakfast and saw a Denny's and went with it. We talked and laughed for a long time in our little booth. I fell a little deeper in love over our orange juice and bacon.

On the way home, I got super excited when I saw someone's headlight out in the traffic on the opposite side of the road. I freaked out and screamed bididdle and slammed my palm up on the roof of his truck. I had initiated our game of bididdle and told him to take it off.

Now, for those of you who do not know what bididdle is, it is played whilst driving down the road. You look for either head lights or tail lights that are out and the last one to hit the roof and say bididdle has to remove a piece of clothing from their body. Probably not the safest thing in the world to do, but neither is skydiving and people do that all the time. Boy was exceptionally competitive, and accepted my challenge with a promise I would regret this.

Naturally, he beat me, but only by one garment. I had to take my underwear off, thank goodness I wore cute ones. So there I was, stark ass naked with nothing but a seat belt for minor censoring in this boy's truck driving down a highly populated interstate. I already had my speech ready in case we got pulled over, "Well, you see officer, what had happened was...." I said it was only fair if he took his off. I was a sore loser. I thought for sure I would win and felt we should be on equal grounds. He fell for it when I started to pout. He took off his boxers and there we were. Just a driving as naked as jaybirds. We both just looked at each other and died laughing. I laughed so hard until it hurt. Not laughing at each other in a bad way, it was just fun. We rode like that and giggled until we were almost back to my house.

So, if you feel as though something isn't going like you planned, wait it out and see what happens anyways. I find that the best things in life are the ones that are unplanned. Hey, I was unplanned and I think I am pretty fabulous(huge bubble of ego floating around my head right now). I wouldn't trade that night for a pile of snow and a cup of coco any day. Even knowing what I know now. Do not regret things in life. There is too little time for that. Instead, turn them into wonderful stories. Your heart will be grateful for it.