The most amazing date ever.

Today was one of the best days I've had in a long time, with the exception of going to the Ke$ha concert (don't judge me) and going to the Vans Warped Tour.

I went on a date!

My boyfriend and I have been going out for 8 months, and it has been the craziest 8 months. In both good ways and bad ways. We've had our downs and gotten through them by working together, and then we have great days - like today.


Today was perfect - I was *only* running 15 minutes late, the sun was out and my car survived the 45 minute drive without dying. I was very proud of my baby [aka the Swagger Wagon] of not exploding, something she's been threatening to do since I accidentally ran the engine dry of oil.

Again I say don't judge me.

Me and the [now ex] BF

Anyway, I "helped" change the brake pads on his car - and by helped, I really mean that he did all the hard work and I pumped the brake pedal - then he drove me out to the middle of nowhere to this tiny little BBQ place, which he claimed had the best BBQ ever. I had a pulled pork sandwich on Texas toast and guess what? It was actually pretty freaking amazing.

After eating until my stomach was bulging, we drove out to Helen to walk around, let that BBQ settle. Stress has made me motion-sick apparently, and after that meal I was feeling it for sure.

Helen was beautiful, as always. Sunny, not too touristy - it was great. We stopped at a magic store and I found something to prank my little sister with... So I bought it. But I can't tell you what it is, not just yet...

And then finally, the real fun began: the mountain roads.

If there's one thing in the world that he is brilliant at, it's driving. Either like a grandma at times; other times like a maniac.

We spent hours driving through the "mountains" (in reality, they are just giant, giant hills), on a road lined with nothing but greenery and the occasional scenic lookout. We stopped at a few of the lookouts and looked out at the spectacular views they offered - and of course, he managed to do a doughnut in his front-wheel-drive in the car park of one of the lookouts. He is such a child.

It was weirdly relaxing to let him drive about 40mph around hairpin turns designed for 15-20mph. I'm not very easily scared (unlike some of his friends!) but it was a huge rush.

And my favourite part? We went to the spot he took me on our second date, when I had told him I missed seeing the stars. The first time we went out there, the sky was clear and we were able to see the stars everywhere. 

But I also got really sick, from nerves/food poisoning. Like really, really sick.

This time, we went there before sunset and he wanted to see the sunset but the sky was too cloudy. At least I didn't get sick!

I didn't care, the gesture spoke volumes, because nobody has ever done anything like that for me before.

It was a day when I was able to let most of the stress and anxiety, and enjoy the company of one of my favourite guys in the world.