ElizaBlue
Well-Known Member
Hello hello hello....I'm back. And have much to tell.
I first had to read all the well wishes you ladies had sent to me. Thank you. I had no idea I was so thought about in such a happy way this weekend. I feel like all of ya'll were smiling as much as I was.
Okay here goes.
Friday, June 6. I decide at the last minute to switch my outfit. I actually couldn't decide if I should wear the wrap dress which shows off my legs, the black jeans and white vest to show of my botay or go professional. In the end I chose the white slacks with a red and white top and a red blazer.
As soon as I stepped out the door my daughter looked at me and said "are you going to sale a house" meaning I looked like a Realtor. But it was too late to change. I get to the airport with barely enough time, because I was flying out of a different gate and didn't realize it. The airport I flew into is so tiny they only have the small planes.
As soon as I get seated here comes a 9 party Mexican family all eating hot dogs. Even the 1 year old had a hot dog. The teenager with chili hot dog was on my row. I must have glared at her like, girl if one drop of that damn chili get on my white pants I'm going to hurt you. Believe me just stood there and swallowed that hot dog in about two bites.
All I could see was me meeting him the first time with chili down my pants and him thinking something crazy. Okay. I get there. Cannot find my luggage. He's stuck in traffic because his client decicded they wanted some last minute changes. He's on the phone apologizing profusely and I am trying to figure out how an airport loses carryon luggage.
They made me check it at the plane. So I'm like what did you do with it. Turns out I was suppose to get it as soon as I got off the plane. I have to tell you, I was thinking this is confirmation of SC being country. But had I looked at the ticket stub I would have known that it was at the door of the plane.
So he's on the phone telling me that he's outside and asking where I am. I'm coming down on an escalator and wondering why this nicca didn't come in to meet me. I ask him where are you and he's like "looking at this movie star" I look up and there he is with a armful of roses. Now granted he is in his company uniform and all dusty, but there he is.
I am blushing and grinning from ear to ear because I thought he was still outside. Okay he is somewhat smaller that what I thought he would be, but it's him. We hug. He immediately hands me the roses and reaches for my luggage. Everyone in the airport is looking and honestly I was a bit embarassed. I was like, God please don't let them start clapping and please God don't let him do something crazy like drop to one knee. You just never know.
We get outside and he's in his pickup truck with a trailer. He keeps apologizing and telling me that his sister told him if he picks me up in that truck that I will drop him. Actually I sort of liked it because if I know nothing else I know he does own his own company and this brother works...
The whole drive to his house he keeps staring at me. He asks me if I called my daughter to let her know that I had made it and that he picked me up. So I did. We get to his house, which is really really nice. Small but very nice. All his neighbors are waving at him and he's waving back. It's a really nice community. Somewhat like Pleasantville. Oh and he breaks his neck running to open the door before I do, I'm sort of used to just rolling out. This has happened to me before and it's just that I'm not used to guys acting this way. I guess I should just expect it.
Okay so as soon as we walk in the house, his sister breezes by with a rag in her hand. She starts fussing at him about picking me up in the truck and not having the house spit shined. She's a really pretty girl. He keeps reminding her that she has something to do. So finally I tell him to relax, that me and his sister are about to drink some coffee while he gets ready for dinner.
She's like, oh you drink coffee. Girl I wanted some coffee. She's grinning almost as much as he is. So he goes to the bedroom and I hear him turn on the shower. He comes right back out and ask if I need to use the bathroom that I can use the one down the hall. I get up to go down the hall but for whatever reason I turn toward his bedroom. I guess I was just thinking bathroom. Lawd have mercy. The man was standing there without a stitch. I mean I couldn't help but look. I was like DAMN...he reach and grabbed of all things a sock, which only made a comparison in length. I couldn't move. I was just standing there like a fool with my mouth open.
Finally I mumbled something about where's the other bathroom, but by then I was ready to say "I Do" "I will" heck "will you marry me" . We laughed about that later...
Okay ladies I have to go and take my mom a suitcase. I will be back later with more details.
I first had to read all the well wishes you ladies had sent to me. Thank you. I had no idea I was so thought about in such a happy way this weekend. I feel like all of ya'll were smiling as much as I was.
Okay here goes.
Friday, June 6. I decide at the last minute to switch my outfit. I actually couldn't decide if I should wear the wrap dress which shows off my legs, the black jeans and white vest to show of my botay or go professional. In the end I chose the white slacks with a red and white top and a red blazer.
As soon as I stepped out the door my daughter looked at me and said "are you going to sale a house" meaning I looked like a Realtor. But it was too late to change. I get to the airport with barely enough time, because I was flying out of a different gate and didn't realize it. The airport I flew into is so tiny they only have the small planes.
As soon as I get seated here comes a 9 party Mexican family all eating hot dogs. Even the 1 year old had a hot dog. The teenager with chili hot dog was on my row. I must have glared at her like, girl if one drop of that damn chili get on my white pants I'm going to hurt you. Believe me just stood there and swallowed that hot dog in about two bites.
All I could see was me meeting him the first time with chili down my pants and him thinking something crazy. Okay. I get there. Cannot find my luggage. He's stuck in traffic because his client decicded they wanted some last minute changes. He's on the phone apologizing profusely and I am trying to figure out how an airport loses carryon luggage.
They made me check it at the plane. So I'm like what did you do with it. Turns out I was suppose to get it as soon as I got off the plane. I have to tell you, I was thinking this is confirmation of SC being country. But had I looked at the ticket stub I would have known that it was at the door of the plane.
So he's on the phone telling me that he's outside and asking where I am. I'm coming down on an escalator and wondering why this nicca didn't come in to meet me. I ask him where are you and he's like "looking at this movie star" I look up and there he is with a armful of roses. Now granted he is in his company uniform and all dusty, but there he is.
I am blushing and grinning from ear to ear because I thought he was still outside. Okay he is somewhat smaller that what I thought he would be, but it's him. We hug. He immediately hands me the roses and reaches for my luggage. Everyone in the airport is looking and honestly I was a bit embarassed. I was like, God please don't let them start clapping and please God don't let him do something crazy like drop to one knee. You just never know.
We get outside and he's in his pickup truck with a trailer. He keeps apologizing and telling me that his sister told him if he picks me up in that truck that I will drop him. Actually I sort of liked it because if I know nothing else I know he does own his own company and this brother works...
The whole drive to his house he keeps staring at me. He asks me if I called my daughter to let her know that I had made it and that he picked me up. So I did. We get to his house, which is really really nice. Small but very nice. All his neighbors are waving at him and he's waving back. It's a really nice community. Somewhat like Pleasantville. Oh and he breaks his neck running to open the door before I do, I'm sort of used to just rolling out. This has happened to me before and it's just that I'm not used to guys acting this way. I guess I should just expect it.
Okay so as soon as we walk in the house, his sister breezes by with a rag in her hand. She starts fussing at him about picking me up in the truck and not having the house spit shined. She's a really pretty girl. He keeps reminding her that she has something to do. So finally I tell him to relax, that me and his sister are about to drink some coffee while he gets ready for dinner.
She's like, oh you drink coffee. Girl I wanted some coffee. She's grinning almost as much as he is. So he goes to the bedroom and I hear him turn on the shower. He comes right back out and ask if I need to use the bathroom that I can use the one down the hall. I get up to go down the hall but for whatever reason I turn toward his bedroom. I guess I was just thinking bathroom. Lawd have mercy. The man was standing there without a stitch. I mean I couldn't help but look. I was like DAMN...he reach and grabbed of all things a sock, which only made a comparison in length. I couldn't move. I was just standing there like a fool with my mouth open.
Finally I mumbled something about where's the other bathroom, but by then I was ready to say "I Do" "I will" heck "will you marry me" . We laughed about that later...
Okay ladies I have to go and take my mom a suitcase. I will be back later with more details.
Sounds wonderful so far, it really does sound like a good novel...don't leave us hanging too long 
I am glad your alive! No, on a serious note, everything sounds wonderful. I'm happy for you! 
