Another Year Younger...

We keep feeling younger while everyone else seems to be getting older... or something... 
"So I thought he was 25."
"That's not bad, Beth, that's your age!"
"But I thought I was 21!"
"No... you're 25..."
"Right. But I thought HE was 25 and I was 21...?"

That was a real conversation.
We'd like to think that it wasn't awkward, but you can only fool yourself for so long...

A lot of things are happening right now (No, not anything that has anything to do with the presidential election or Wikipedia shutting down.  Absolutely nothing that's ever on the news we never watch):

1. We are looking for real jobs (term "real" used loosely).  But we have some obstacles to tackle first:

•  Wait. You want a resume AND a cover letter? C'mon people! We're family studies majors. This is more than all the homework we did in college combined! If you wanted me to summarize a movie, that could be possible (better yet, summarize a Disney Channel show).
• What do you mean we have to find housing? Soooo NOT everyone lives in a homeless shelter?
• Um, no I'm not proficient in the most advanced data base, but I am proficient in the most recent Willow Smith songs. On our resumes, that's what "I'm the fireball of the party" under "Skills" is all about.
• You're staying in Denver, right? Wait, are you? Are you moving? Are you?
• Did we mention our addiction to Willow Smith youtube videos? It's hard to fill out an application when the screen is full of dance moves.

2. More awkward ish moments (although we denied the "awkwardness" definition for a very long time, the following story can really only be described as such):
Beth: Laughing so hard upon finding that bed bugs are in fact real. (Subject broached because upon return from Christmas break, all of Katie's belongings, I MEAN ALL, were bagged in trash bags and piled in the bathroom.  Explanation? Spraying for bed bugs, as uj.)
Beth: Still laughing at the dinner table, leans back and feel something cushiony on her head.
Katie: Laughing uncontrollably as she just witnessed Bethany literally hit a man (that isn't allowed to even talk to girls) in his toosh with her head.
Man: looked around to see Bethany and Katie running out of the dining hall, laughing.
Beth: "I don't want to touch my hair for a while..."
That's not our first time leaving because of a ridiculous situation. And it probably won't be the last.

3. @timtebow
Although our hearts were broken at the defeat of the Broncos in their second playoff game, we're hoping the studly quarterback will have more time for dating one of us.  Please, Tim, comment on this blog by asking Katie out.  You won't regret it (forget all of the awkward stories you just read...).
Amen.

So, basically, if you have any job/boy opportunities, please let us know and don't have the supervisor/boy read this blog.
Thank you!
Beth & Kate