God bless the USMC!

There is a God. Let me explain. Yesterday I threw on some clothes and left my apartment in the morning to run errands. I threw on bright blue sweat pants that It Girl calls my “hip hop pants” because they’re the kind that are short and just awesome. I was wearing a black wife beater and smelly old sneakers. I was just going to the bank and Target and stuff. I don’t need to dress sexy for that. But, as I was leaving to the bank, I see these shirtless guys on the corner with signs. Upon closer inspection of the signs, I notice that they’re Marines hosting a fundraising carwash. I go to the bank and deposit some money as was my original intention. Then, instead of going to Target, I decide to go back and look into this fundraiser. I mean, solely because I believe in supporting the troops. Not because I want to ogle shirtless Marines again. I go back and the ones on the corner are all happy and hyper and smiling and waiving. And I’m a sucker. So, I go to the carwash. It’s literally right outside of my apartment. Like, I can watch it from my balcony. I mean, that’s what you do right? Pop a beer on a balcony and watch a car wash? Well, I go and the Marines wave me in to the carwash area. I try to contain my giggly 13 year old girl nature. I walk over to the place where you pay. It’s donation only. Um, how do I decide how much I love the Marines and how much I should pay?? I don’t have enough money to give to them, based on how much I love the USMC. I ended up handing them a 20. I think that was appropriate. There were like 8 guys on my car at once. I’ve had dreams involving me and 8 Marines, but that’s another story. So, I’m standing there surrounded by 150 Marines washing cars. It was so awesome! And, I love that you can always figure out who the head Marine is. Like, there was a group of guys standing around making signs and collecting money. They were mostly just talking and dancing, and trying to get the attention of the girl standing nearby (aka: me). So, this dude walks over and yells “Marines, I don’t want to see you standing around! Get on some cars!” And, of course they all scattered. Practically ran to a car. I was debating whether I should try that as well: “Marines, I don’t want to see you standing there. Get to my apartment across the street and start cleaning!” Ok, my mind went to a dirtier place, but that’s not family friendly, or anything I should post publicly. You know, the funny thing, is that they actually did an awesome job! It’s probably the cleanest it’s ever been. So, it was a win-win situation. I got to perv over some young, hottie Marines. And, I got my car cleaned. Oh, and I got to help them raise money for their Marine Corps ball. It’s all around great! It was just a great start to the morning. And, perfectly fitting for the last weekend of my 20s! And, it was the perfect warm-up to my date with the Helicopter Pilot today. Yay! God bless the USMC!