Kim thinks I'm Crazy!

I've been working on a very "deep thought" post, but I still have it in drafts. It's not quite ready to publish into my blog. However...I couldn't go another day without at least posting something new here, so I thought I would tell you the story of why my friend Kim thinks I'm crazy.

Kim is a girl I met through one of my online communities. The first time we ever decided to meet in person, there was a group of about 5-6 girls who decided to meet up at Macaroni Grill for dinner. Since I had the longest drive from work, I was the last to arrive. I really didn't know what anyone looked like, so I scanned the restaurant for groups of women. I saw a table with 3 ladies, and I walked up to them and said, "are you from the website?" They basically looked at me like I had 3 heads so I figured out quickly this was NOT the group I was looking for. I finally spotted my group tucked back in a corner. After telling them what I had done, Kim declared that it was one of the funniest things she had ever heard. (you might have to be an aficionado of message boards to fully comprehend the subtly of the humor, but believe me, it is there)

Fast forward a few months...once again I am meeting Kim for dinner at the mall. This time I arrived a little early and decided to shop. I happened to run into Kim while I was leaving Bath & Body Works. Oh, did I mention they were having a sale? A sale on my favorite scent (cool citrus basil) which had been discontinued? The fact that I had bought every shower gel and bubble bath I could find in the store? That I was dragging TWO HUGE bags behind me as I struggled out the door? Kim was once again practically in tears laughing at me. I know she was thinking, "can anyone actually get dirty enough to use all of that?"

So...we continued to chat on our board and met up a couple more times for a girl's day at the movies or a lunch at the Loveless Cafe with our other *sweet* friend Onna. I was finally starting to look normal again. Then today happened...

I met Kim and Onna for lunch at Dalt's Grill. Kim was trying to get me to turn around and look at some man who was acting crazy in the phone booth (which is in the restaurant). I kept saying, "is he talking to that other guy in the other booth?" She was looking at me like I was crazy. I finally turned around to see her man leaving the booth at the same time my guy was leaving his booth. To which I said, "I think they are twins." Okay...here it comes...I was looking in a mirror! It was the same guy all along. The top of the booths have these tiny mirrors in them. I thought it was a piece of glass and that I was seeing straight through to the other side of the restaurant. Nope!!! (keep in mind, the mirrors are above your head, it's not like I could see my own reflection in it or anything)

Seriously, if we hadn't been talking to each other for close to 3 years now (goodness, has it really been that long?), she would probably think I was some internet psycho. As always, my best foot forward! LOL