First Impressions

How does the saying go? "You never get a second chance to make a first impression." Well, if that is the case then I screwed up BIG tonight! My dear friend H-bomb & her boyfriend are home from Alberta for a visit in the Maritimes. They even offered to travel all the way to Charlottetown so we could meet up for a visit. As this was my first time meeting the BF, I wanted to make a good first impression. So after work, I packed up all I would need for the evening. Since I was planning to hit the gym in Charlottetown before heading over to the Delta Hotel to meet my friends, I packed a bag with my shower things and some nice clothes to wear out for dinner afterwards. I'm going to be honest, I even brought makeup (which rarely happens!).

So after a great workout at CrossFit PEI, I shower, dress nicely, put on makeup, the whole deal. I get in my car and begin the frustratingly slow drive down University Ave to the downtown core. I take out my chocolate protein shake with the intent of drinking it while driving. I thought I was a multi-tasker, but apparently I was mistaken. After shaking up the shake and popping the top to take a drink, I found that not all of the protein powder was mixed in. So I closed the lid, OR SO I THOUGHT, and gave it one hell of a shake. Have you ever mistakenly turned your kitchen blender on without the lid being secure? Have you seen the kind of mess that can make in your kitchen? Well, picture that same mess all over my passenger seat, my purse & cell phone, the steering wheel, not to mention all over
ME. It was so ridiculous that if I hadn't been driving at the time, I would have pulled out my cell phone and taken a picture.

Not only am I covered in a viscus liquid and frustrated with my own foolishness, but I live 50 minutes away from town so I can't even go home to change! I then called H-Bomb in a panic to say that I was covered in goop, brown, chocolaty, sticky goop. No problem she says, we will figure out a solution - just come over. I went to the Delta, reeking of chocolate protein and found their room. As H-bomb is only about 1/2 my size, there was no way I was going to fit into any of er clothes. The BF on the other hand, very close to my size. The first impression to gave upon meeting my friend's boyfriend was that I was soaking wet from the rain, covered in chocolate goo and I had to borrow a pair of jeans, FROM the BF. "Hi, nice to meet you. Can you take your pants off? I think they would look better on me." Thankfully, he was game for some sharing.

After a great dinner and a long drive home, I couldn't even go to bed right away. Instead, I had to put all my protein stained clothes in the washing machine!

And that, ladies and gentleman, is how to make a first impression!