The Hot Tub...

Me and Stacie decided the other night to relax and sit in our apartment complexes hot tub. Sounds simple enough, right? Ok, no. It was the strangest night of my life. To start the story off I've got to give you some background on the situation. For weeks Stacie has been telling me about this guy who had seen my picture at her apartment and has wanted to meet me. So, right before going to the hot tub I was at her apartment, and we were talking about me meeting him. Even on our walk over to the hot tub we were talking about how I was content just the way I was (without knowing him that is...). Well, we get to the hot tub, and guess who's there? Uh huh, the kid who had been wanting to meet me. HOW AWKWARD! There I was, in my swimming suit, and I had to meet the kid who thinks I'm cute for the very first time. BAH! Horrible. But don't worry... the whole thing gets even more strange. As we're sitting there minding our own business another guy starts talking to us. He told us he had just gotten off his mission in December. Stacie, being the nice girl she is asked "Where did you go on your mission?" He said "Michigan." So obviously I say "My brother is there right now. He's in the Lansing mission." The guy then asked who my brother was. When I told him, he began freaking out-- literally. Apparently Nathan was his favorite companion from his whole mission. He continued to tell me stories for about 20 minutes. It was quite entertaining, and also pretty funny that I met him... sitting in that blasted hot tub. Needless to say, it was quite the night for me. One which has caused me to debate ever returning to the hot tub...