The Misadventures of Camilla: Day One

Okay if you read the first blog (updates) at the beginning of 2018, then you know that I was going to start doing blogs (when applicable) about great and glorious moments of when I f*ck up the previous week, so that you can get a chuckle or feel better about one of your eff ups.

WELL I FINALLY GOT A MESS UP WORTH SHARING.

I am always messing up on something, but for sure, more than others.

This week's mess up story takes place on a cold Sunday afternoon...

My family is LDS, but I dropped the church awhile back. My twin invites me to these "singles" dinner. It's a great place to be and meet people if you want to get married ASAP. But not me, most pageant systems won't accept women if they are or had been married (I have no idea why),

and also I am dating the most handsome Ginger man in the world

(I MEAN LOOK HOW HANDSOME JARRED IS).

Anywho, I am a broke college student who seeks for free food like how my black lab searches for the cat. So I agree to attend because holy hot damn, Mormon's can cook!

So here I am meeting a whole bunch of people and in order for you to get food, you needed to find someone related to you in the room that could not be a brother or sister. I was sitting next to an Asian man and people often mistaken my race as Asian; so him and I looked at each other and agreed TO LIE and say we are '15th cousins, a generation removed from Spain.' And guess what> We were one of the first to get food.

I feel bad for lying, but hey, so did other people. Plus, I got a nice thick and juicy pulled pork sandwich before everyone else. Ha.

Also, later that evening, I met someone with the name by "Francisco". I am the worst at names, I usually forget them, but I almost NEVER butcher names.

I. CALLED. FRANCISCO. THE. WRONG. NAME. I. CALLED. HIM. SAN. FRANCISCO.

San Fran-mother-freaking-cisco.

You know, the city that neighbors my boyfriend's city in Northern Cali.

Well there you have it, not one, but TWO glorious mess ups that (hopefully) makes you feel better about yourself.

That is it, tune in this Thursday for a Happy Hour Story!

-CO