I guess I am fortunate enough that after I got married I moved to another state. Lucky in the fact that I don't really have the chance of running into my ex-boyfriends (though I did play against a guy I went on a date with right when we moved up here). What's the big deal you ask? Well, nothing is worse than having a Slurpee craving when it is 110F outside in Phoenix and running to the 7-11. Now you are just running for a Slurpee so there is no need for make up, no real need for a bra (my mother would STRONGLY disagree with this statement), hair in a ponytail (and possibly a hat), and you are a sweaty mess because Phoenix is crappy hot. And though it may be hot, you do not look hot. And that of course is when you run into your ex-boyfriend, who is usually standing there with his new gorgeous girlfriend. So I may have been able to get around looking bad for ex's but I do a spectacular job of looking like crap for the neighbors, on a consistent basis I might add. We will take the … [Read more...]