I’m going to the Garlic Festival with the new guy on Sunday.*
He used to volunteer to help organize it.
And given that I’m a lifelong advocate for volunteering, you can just go ahead and assume I’m impressed with that.
The trick of course, is figuring out what to wear.
- It’s gonna be hot, Hot, HOT!
- I want to look pretty for the new guy
- Did I mention it’s going to be HOT?
If you’re worried about me eating garlic all day then trying to snog the new guy, no worries.
I am sure that he will be consuming as much garlic as me, if not more.
Reminds me of the time my little sister ate two whole heads of roasted garlic at my house for Halloween one year, only to have the garlic smell come out her pores later.
That’s how powerful garlic is.
I’m also reminded of when I went to the Great Bull Run at the Alameda County Fairgrounds a few years ago to run “with” the bulls in the hot HOT HEAT.
Sweat dripped off my body and when it came time to fool around with my date, he made me take a shower at his house because I was “salty.”
I don’t want a repeat of that.
So I’m going to wear one of my sundresses with my new espadrilles.
And a WHOLE LOT OF SUNBLOCK!
*UPDATE: The new guy and I were at the festival on Sunday but left before the shooting. To read my blog post about the festival, please go to this link.