what will i see,
when i look closer?
Raise your hand if you didn't want this weekend to end. Yeah, me too. I honestly don't know if putting it in words could do it justice, but i can try. Soooo i got to evvy's around 10pm on friday night (after waking up at 515, to go to the gym at 6, run 6 miles, lift, work an 8 hour shift, pack, eat dinner, shave, and leeeave), feeling definately more than exhausted. But that butterfly feeling never goes away, especially when he's waiting at the end of his drive way for me, to pick me up and spin me around... and lock my keys in my car.
an hour and a half away from home, with all of my bags, purse, and keys.. locked on the front seat of my car. oooook, deep breath, its kinda funny at first, right? Ev called the police, who said they'd be over in 15 minutes.
Dear Westfield cops,
Thanks for responding to our phone call in a timely fashion of one hour. I'm glad i wasn't asthmatic and in need of an inhaler, or possibly dead from fatal mosquito bites. And your services were amazing; the way you broke my driver's side lock with your slim jim, only to tell me you couldn't open my car, was an oscar deserving performance. Thanks for making me sign that paper that says this damage isn't your fault. And thanks for nothing.
In the most sincere appreciation,
Bethy
(so on a side note, i'm going to have to take gracey to a shrink tomorrow, cause she won't let people into her life.. AND tomorrow is our one year anniversary. Maybe if she does well tomorrow morning, i'll take her for a bath. she deserves it.)
where were we.. oh yes, so now about an hour and 15 has elapsed since the keys were initially locked in my car. oh, and adam randomly drove by while we were waiting for the cop to come.. he chilled for a while, and ant was sleepy.. but adam did come to the rescue when he told us to call AAA.. even though i'm not a member, ev was, so he could just say it was his car.
And that worked beautifully.. after it took AAA 2 hours to get there. was it the holiday weekend that threw off people's time perception? The wait wouldn't have been so bad if the guy did something impressive to open the door. But he didn't, and the task was complete in about 15 seconds. Roooooar.
Fast forward to sat. morning, i.e. ev's first experience with my grandparents and cousins.. well half of them. After a nice 2.5 hour drive, he met grammie, pop pop, and the rest of the gang. At first i thought he'd be nervous about sitting in a garage, drinking yuengling, and being asked a million questions- but he handled it beautifully, and i'm almost positive pop pop loved him. He did keep giving us both blue berries from his garden (and pop pop is the most amazing pastry chef i know.. with fruit he grew himself). We hung out for a while, ate lunch, then went up to dads old house, and uncle johns farm.
Another culture shock, i'm sure.. i mean how do you go from extravagent lifestyles revolving around money and being masters of the universe, to pigs in a backyard, silly farm accents, and fashion being only a thing of rumors? I often worried about all of that, that we live in 2 different worlds.. but somehow it didn't matter. the country girl in me, with the levis on (as jessica simpson would say), wasn't loved any less.
live 8 was also sat. i watched it on tv, and gary brought me a bracelet back.. i don't do well with crowds of 800k anyway.
because pop pop has been sick a lot recently, and going to bed at 5pm, we ate dinner around 4, packed up and went back to jerz.. and the mall!!! hahaha normally i would hate it, but not when it involves the most amazing H&M store i have ever seen. Talking 2 new bathingsuits for florida, for less than 20 bucks. Pink ones. yessss.
and pina coladas with ev and leah were amazing.. not to mention our crazy drinking games (Drunk driver, thanks to alayna, and f* the dealer, thanks to peaches himself)
sunday ='ed sleeping in till lunch time, and helping his mom with her new yoga studio.. even if it just involved a trip to the home depot (and then i thought of adolfo, and i smiled, cause i miss everyone so terribly much). i'm drawing a blur, but i think its cause i'm getting tired
but i can end with the best part of the weekend.. yesterday, the 4th of july. independence for 229 years, but loving dependence (if thats the right adj?) for a year and 4 months.. i <3 anniversaries hehehe. We went to fireworks at night, near the community college in his town. Our king size quilt was a nice roomy claim on the field, as we watched the openning blasts start.. and then there, infront of hundreds of people, ev stood up, asked for my hand, and slow danced with me with hundreds of people watching. and if that wasn't enough to melt my heart, he sang our song into my ear, kissed my forehead, and we giggled.
I think last night, for the first time ever, i felt like the rest of this fairy tale started to come true.
I had originally planned on driving home that night, so we stopped at quickcheck (where the f* is a wawa when you need one) for some coffee (oh yeah! we went to barnes and noble and read the entire 'would you rather' book, as i giggled to each question over starbucks.. the fav- would you rather be hole punched to death, or eaten alive by the cast of diff'rent strokes?.. actually, i'd like to know what your response is to that.. i'll tell you mine)
anyway, i ended up staying one more night, because it wasn't an imposition, and because waking up in someone elses arms is the best feeling in the world.
driving home this morning: not a happy feeling. working from 1-9.. kill me please. well dont' kill me, i'm still on cloud nine.
and that cloud will get its butt kicked tomorrow morning, when i go back to the gym after 4 days without any cardio.. lets hope i can do my 5 miles without peeling over.
more updates to come, i had to write this while the images still danced in my head.
oh.. and in 24 minutes, it will be 9 days till disney. and eating room serviced pizza in a bubble bath at 330am doesn't sound half bad to me.
don't let frustration come from setbacks.. let new routines form. be flexible, but be firm in what you love.
<3