Every time I talk to a friend who's had his heart broken, or has gotten disappointed in a guy she had hopes of dating, or is trying to find the courage to approach a guy, I am so glad to be out of the dating game.
I wasn't very good at it. And here's a little secret about me, I don't like not being good at something. Okay. So that's not really a secret. It doesn't change the fact that I sucked at dating. I didn't have many dates and had even fewer boyfriends.
But I still managed to embarrass myself from time to time with the opposite sex. One time being one of the most infamous and embarrassing stories of my life.
It was the summer between high school and college. My best friend and I were going to hear a Christian rock band play at a praise and worship service. The lead singer/guitarist had graduated a few years ahead of us, and I had always thought he was cute. So I was especially looking forward to seeing him play.
My friend tried to keep my expectations low by telling me he wasn't as cute as he was a couple years before. But when he came out to start their set, my jaw fell open. He was even more gorgeous than I remembered. I sat through the set enamored. Afterward, we went to talk to the band members my friend knew, including Mr. Hottie McLeadSinger.
I stood there barely listening to them while trying to keep my mouth closed and the drool to a minimum. When my friend turned to me and said, "You remember Becky," I tried to play it cool and compliment their set. What I had meant to say was "You have a beautiful voice." Only it came out "You have a beautiful face."
I died right there on stage. And immediately started insisting that I meant voice instead of face. He was gracious and tried not to embarrass me any further. My friend just laughed at me.
This would be why I'm glad DH decided to marry me before I made a complete fool of myself in front of him. Although I think my ability to make a fool of myself is one of the things he likes about me. Thank goodness!