There are rules when it comes to dating. Rules you internally set for the person your dating, but of course never share, not with them anyway, oh no, heaven forbid, no, you simply make a mental note of when they’re falling short, talk about it with your friends later and determine wether or not they are serious offenses or just cautionary, as in, proceed to date with caution. But there are also the rules you set for yourself when dating. Rules to help you put your most fabulous, hilarious, lovable self forward. Before I met my Husband, back when I was young single and ready to mingle, I had one very important rule when it came to dating – absolutely under no circumstance order the spaghetti.

Maybe its just me, but for some reason I cannot make eating spaghetti look ladylike, elegant or sexy. If its not slipping off the fork straight into the lap of my sexy new outfit, then its snake slapping me in the face, leaving lovely big streaks of tomato sauce, randomly scattered in the space between my hairline and my chin, i.e all over my face. Which is a total distraction for your date and leaves a lasting impression that no matter what you may have said or how smart you tried to come across, at the end of the day, you are in fact just a messy 1 and a half year old.

Much like this messy little 1 and a half year old. Yep, this is my nephew Evan, proving to the world that he is just a chip off the old block when it comes to eating his pasta.¬†Clearly if he’s going to have any luck with the ladies in the future, then he’s going to need to adhere to my no spaghetti and dating rules.

2 Responses to ““I’m Sorry, Do I Have Something On My Face?””

  1. Edward says:

    Hi Sis,

    Great picture and great blog. He is alot like his daddy when it comes to eating. Just sloppy all over the place

  2. Karen Shinkins says:

    Oh yeah, clearly a family trait : )

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