Tess Explains It All

OMG, I’m sitting at work and out of nowhere my dream from last night pops into my head. I can’t even begin to express how real the dream felt.

Obviously, like most dreams, I don’t remember every exact detail. But I do remember I got proposed to. ha! A guy who was just a friend (I can’t remember his face or who he was) proposed to me very surprisingly. And I said yes. I was at a party with mutual friends when he proposed and I just remember I couldnt stop looking down at my left hand and seeing the ring there. The ring was very simple but pretty and I remmeber not being IN LOVE with it…but being satisfied with it. After feeling completely overwhelmed by the thought of marriage and the fact that I FINALLY had an engagement ring on, I excused myself from the party and went down to the bar in the lobby by myself. I sat at the bar… completely frazzled and when the bartender asked what I wanted I ordered a shot of jameson with a coke back. hahaha He gave me a weird look, somehow knowing I had just said yes to a marriage proposal, and poured me the shot.

And this is where the dream goes from somewhat realistic to not at all. Next thing I know John Slattery (Mad Men) is sitting next to me and we go from chatting to passionately making out. I had just gotten proposed to by a sweet innocent man and I was already making out with another guy! lol lol So so strange, I tell ya. What does it mean, what does it mean?? The dream was weird though because I do remember feeling completely happy about the engagement and completely freaked out at the same time. Dreams are sooooo strange!!

I invented a new shot last night and named it the “Scary Spice” shot. This was inspired by two people. 1) Kyle Richards from the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills who called Brandi “Scary Spice” during the reunion episode last season. The moment I heard her say that I’ve been using it ever since when I notice someone being super angry or just super mean. 2) The guy on the opposing kickball team last night during our game. He was definitely the most annoying player on the team. He took the game way too seriously and there is really no other way to describe him than to call him ‘Angry Spice’.

So as we drank our sorrows away at the bar last night after another kickball loss… I had a brilliant idea when I spotted Angry Spice sitting across the bar with his teammates. “Let’s order him a shot!” I told my fellow friend and teammate. We called the bartender over and told him we wanted to buy that guy a shot and for the bartender to bring it to him and say “Those two girls bought you this shot. It’s called an Angry Spice.” The bartender did as we requested and proceeded to pour a tequilla shot with 4 squirts of tobasco in it. A-mazing.

The look of shock as he received a shot from the team he had beat was priceless. He took a sniff, smiled and cheersed us from across the way. After chugging the shot down he immediately came over to us and was like “what was that?? Did you just order me the most awful shot in the world?” And we innocently giggled and replied “It’s called the Angry Spice shot. We thought after tonight’s game you deserved it.” It was all in good fun and he introduced himself and we had a good laugh.

And I can’t help wondering if the guy I went on a date with last week has tried reaching me. If he has….he definitely thinks I hate him because I havent been able to respond to a text in 4 days!!! Eeeeee!