Um...My Eyes are Up Here....

I am going to tell y'all about an awkward moment I had yesterday.  Hopefully it doesn't offend anyone reading. 

So sometimes my friend Amanda and I drive up to cottonwood heights to visit a very good friend of ours at her ward.  Yesterday we were sitting by her.  The meeting ended and we were kind of boxed into our row.  Amanda and I were talking and the guy behind us decided to join in...this is how the events played out.

Boy: you girls want to get out?
Me: yes actually.
Boy: Are you hungry?
Me: starving.
Boy: great, what are you making me for dinner?
Me: um...well that would be difficult since I don't have a kitchen up here.
Boy: where do you live?
Me: Pleasant Grove
Boy: oh why are you guys up here?
Me: we are visiting Amy.
Boy: oh well we are having games at his (Amy's boyfriend) house.
Random friend: no we are not, so and so is moving in
boy: we are not having game night.  But you should come to some of these other activities.
Boy: stops talking and stares at my chest. 

At this point I was a little surprised that he wasn't more stealth about it, usually by his age (mid twenties) guys have gotten a little more discreet in these situations.  I looked at Amanda to see if she had seen it too and for sure she had.  We had a conversation via eye contact that said, "did that really just happen?"  which I'm pretty sure he saw because he immediately switched his attention to Amanda and started talking to her. 

I honestly can say that has never happened to me before.  I have talked to several friends about it happening to them but never to me.  And really, to be fair to this guy - I got a sunburn on my chest on Saturday and my dress didn't exactly line up with it.  So I am pretty positive he was looking at my sunburn but why was he so awkward?  I can think of a million ways he could have made that NOT awkward.  Like just say something! "I like your dress"  "are you sunburned?"  anything! anything is better than just leaving someone to wonder what you were looking at.  boys can be so awkward sometimes!

On one condition

Dreams are awesome.  And random.  Last night I had a dream I was driving and a giant seagull landed on the roof of my car.  It could talk of course, because that's totally a normal thing for a bird to do.  For some reason I decided to let the bird ride in my car.  On one condition of course...can you guess what it was?   "I will let you ride right here if you promise not to poop on the seats".  What else would I have asked a seagull.  The best part about this is I hate seagulls.  I have been pooped by two different seagulls in my life and I'm pretty sure they have it out for me.  So basically what I'm saying is I have no idea where a dream like that comes from.