Missoura found an event on craigslist (that is a common start to our stranger stories) that advertised itself as a Contra Dance. With nothing better to do on a Friday night, we decided to check it out. After arriving at the host church (what single 25 year old doesn't frequent their local parish at 9pm on a Friday??) we were surprised to find that there was a $7 cover. But, we were ready to swing our partners 'round, and there was a live band! So in we went.
Turns out, it wasn't exactly a Contra Dance. It was Bulgarian dancing night! It was actually surprisingly fun. We joined hands with the nearest stranger in one big circle and attempted to mimic the fancy footwork of our neighbors.
About half an hour and two completely un-spiked apple juices later, we spotted each other.
Amidst the mom jeans and soon to be senile, there was another youngster among us! (although really, anyone under the age of forty could have been considered young) Now, while we did consider the fact that she was voluntarily Bulgarian dancing on a Friday night, this girl looked pretty normal, so we nonchalantly sauntered over. It turned out that she was pretty good, so she gave us tips while we attempted friendly banter and smashed her toes.
As the event wound down and Pedal grabbed some water, Missoura and I had a quick huddle.
Me: "Pedal seems really cool! Would it be weird if we got her number?"
Missoura: "I know! No, I was totally planning on it, she's awesome"
And from there it was history.
Fast forward six months.
This weekend consisted of one fantastic double sleepover filled with facials, gardening, and CHOCOLATE with the fabulous Pedal. Thank you Bulgaria.
This past friday, grilling outside turned into beer and facials with a side of Zoolander. (who do you think does the best blue steel?)
|Missoura, hoeing it up as usual|
On Saturday, we planted the garden!
|Naughty dog, tied up so he can't sneak off!|
Missoura let a pumpkin from Halloween sit outside all winter, and now it's sprouting!
What strangers have you met recently?
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