I was invited by The Quilter's current boyfriend Potato-Head to attend an "80's Prom" last Friday night. The prom was at a popular bar, so I took my boys Alex and Jon with me. When we got there, the first think I noticed was that everyone was in costume (80's styles) and Potato-Head and Quilter were both in tuxedos with ruffles (which were not in style in the 80's, but whatever...). Knowing that perhaps this was perhaps a set up, I took off my jacket to reveal my GOONS t-shirt. I loved the music the band was playing, so I grabbed Alex by the hand and proceeded to lead him to the dance floor where we danced the entire night away--much to the dismay of Potato-Head who noticed that The Quilter couldn't get off my jock. They ended up leaving, but we continued to dance the night away. The next day, Potato-Head called to see if he could come over the comic book store to talk to me (I said "yes", but he never came). I'm finding that facing my fears instead of running away from them all of the time is working out much better for me. I have no clue as to why it was so important to Potato-Head to invite me, but I'm sure glad that he did.