balloon arches

Today I learned the fine art of balloon art making. I went with It Girl to Brea to make a balloon arch at her church for an event they were having. (Don’t worry fellow Catholics, I wasn’t cheating on you. Just went to help with the preparation.) I learned a few things about myself today.

First, patience is not my strong point. It is kind of awkward tying multiple balloons together to put them into arch formation. I was an expert balloon blower-upper though. But, that’s just because the helium tank does most of the work. There were so many kids running around playing with the balloons. What is it about balloons that make kids so excited? Granted, I wanted to play balloon volleyball with them too, but that’s just because I really would have rather done anything but tie any more balloons together.

Second, I learned that I am most likely going to hell. Tying balloons together can be frustrating. A certain expletive escaped my lips at one point and I thought “Oh great. Not only did I cuss in front of children, but it was also inside a church.” And, it’s not like I can ask my priest for forgiveness cause he’ll probably say “So you can help another church with their fundraisers, yet you’ve never helped out your own?” I did tell It Girl that I wished the children were not allowed where we were putting balloons into arch formation because cussing would make the job so much better. I guess I still had the issue of being in a church to contend with.

The whole experience was fun though. It Girl’s sister, Little Sister, showed up. She has the natural ability to make any situation fun. She’s a fashion designer and has more energy and feistiness than she knows what to do with. She’s dating a cop, so obviously I think that’s cool. Though, I’m wondering why she’s never thought to bring her cop boyfriend’s cop friends around. Hopefully that situation will be rectified soon. After the balloon arch making, we went back to It Couple’s spot and talked about relationships and stuff. Well, we talked about how boys and girls can’t communicate properly. Like, in a fight, a boy usually wants space, and a girl will think it’s a good idea to call him 45 times. Oh, most girls don’t do that? It’s like, logically, if a guy doesn’t answer the first time, he probably won’t answer the 22nd time, and definitely not the 44th time. But, when in a fight, who thinks logically? Girls (read: I) want to try to fix it right away, and think my incessant calling will come off as caring and helpful, not as stalkerish. It Guy said that guys just need a little space to cool down and then things will come off. I guess that makes sense. Though, I say that now. Ask me if I follow that advice next time I’m fighting with a beau. I’d put my money on “no.”

Here’s a recap of what I learned today:
*How to make a balloon arch
*Guys don’t like stalker girlfriends
And most importantly:
*Little Sister is a source of potential cop boyfriends for me