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Weekend At The Holiday Parade

Even a little wind and rain couldn’t stop a perfectly planned staycation and the annual Holiday Parade at the Beach in my city last weekend. It was amazing. The streets were packed with eager residents and visitors to view the holiday fun and cheer as the parade carried on at the local oceanfront. It was beautiful and couldn’t have arrived at a better time. The smiling faces, festive floats, and talented bands and dancers were a wonderful treat to take in. After the parade, I happily retired to my hotel room, filled with delicious treats, and an amazing and peaceful view of the beach from my balcony window. It was one of the most chill staycations I’ve done thus far and a great way to kick off the holidays. Have fun this holiday season and make the most of the final month of this year. You deserve it. Do something fun this weekend and enjoy yourself. TGIF! 
Early Christmas Present: A Side of Serendipity 
I don’t believe in forcing things or dating apps or being thirsty for the attention of guys, but I believe in God and I believe in serendipity. This week I met a charming guy when I was picking up my car from the car dealership. He was picking up his car too. I’d just had my yearly inspection done and couldn’t wait to have my ride back. As I waited for a mechanic to bring my car out front, the charming guy sat down next to me, started talking about the work he got done on his car, mentioned the holidays, and the weather, and said, “You’re really pretty. When I saw you, I was hoping you weren’t leaving.” He was nice and real chill. We chatted for a while and when he asked for my number, I told him, “I don’t give out my number, but I’ll take yours.” After dodging some creepers and indulging some not-so-great guys in the past, it’s been in my best interest as a bachelorette not to provide my number too freely. He was cool about it, though, and gave me his number. I was slightly impressed, and also reminded that you don’t have to force things or hop on a dating app or be thirsty. I just happened to be in the right place at the right time, much like I have been anytime I’ve met a chill guy. I wasn’t nervous. And nothing felt forced. And things weren’t awkward. Things were casual and cool. Although our encounter was brief, it was nice. I’ve doubted God and His plans for my dating life and love life, but I’m seeing the benefits of letting things happen naturally. The gift of serendipity is lovely, and I hope you all embrace whatever serendipity may mean for you in this season as well. Especially all you wonderful, eligible, and amazing bachelorettes. Happy Holidays!


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