So last night a friend called and asked me to go see a band that was playing in a bar down the street. The kids were out of the house, so I said what the heck, lets go dance and have a few beers. Well, a few beers turned into more than I can count and way too many shots. The band was really good and I ended up dancing on top of the bar with random guys! Did I mention I was the only girl in the place all night? I got hit on all night and I loved it!!!! Me, getting hit on! Granted they were all drunk, but it made me feel like a million bucks! I didn't pay for a drink all night and that was great, but I had guys asking for my phone number! I didn't take any of them up on the offer, but it made be feel attractive and for one night, I wasn't the fat chick. After the bar closed, we went to the beach and I think I tried to go swimming, but my friend stopped me. I woke up this morning with sand in my bed and a headache but it was worth feeling beautiful for just one night.
Oh and to top it all off, my scale told me this morning that I was down 5 pounds for the week!




Under normal circumstances, I don't think of myself as very attractive, and I'm not too bold with guys--I have so far ventured just one attempt at going after a guy because I reeeeeally liked him and thought he'd be receptive, but that failed miserably, which of course did wonders for my confidence in approaching guys and such...
However, I'm always amazed at how quickly this other side of me (probably the "real" me!) can creep out of hiding quite easily once I've had a drink or two. 