When I was 17 years old...

... my boyfriend at the time was a senior and he wanted to go to the same college that my mom went to, coincidentally, becuase they had a good aerospace program. The day he found out he was accepted he joined my parents and I for dinner. Later he and I went downstairs to "watch a movie." Those of you that know this story know where I am going with it and have already figured out this weekend's Mr. State, plus it's a pretty funny story. In the middle of "the movie" we hear clapping and singing coming from above, only to realize that my mom and dad have donned my mom's old college sweatshirts, found a pennat (not kidding, you can't make this shit up) and they are heading downstairs, clapping and singing "I wanna go ta... North Dakota!" (It's a song, trust me... what was that quote again Nick, "while a mood killer it is not, if fact, an evidence killer.") Of course I tell this story in honor of this weekend's accomplishment... Mr. North Dakota. FYI My aunt was Mrs. North Dakota a few years ago.

Again the story is not that interesting becuase I foolishly had a shot turning the night into a hazy memory pieced together from photographs, text messages, and discussions with those attending said festivities. I will admit that this one was premeditated, my cousin had this bowling trip planned for a while and well... North Dakota isn't that densly populated and it's pretty far away, he's single and well it is North Dakota... hopefully at this point you have all gone "ew," but there's no need, I left the hitting on my cousin to one of the married moms we were with and kissed one of his friends instead ;) Thanks for playing Mr. ND!