Moment Number 5
Moment Number 5: Jonathan Colby and Lenni's Closet (Spring 2004)
So basically this story should be ranked higher, but i have to do this now.
It was a lovely spring day. I had been long awaiting the picnic my boyfriend at the time, Mr. Jonathan Colby, had planned for us. After hours of preparing the most delicious pasta salad and a fruit salad dessert, he picked me up from my house and we headed out to our adorable picnic for two at the Nipper Mahr Park in Waltham. Well after I devoured the entire meal Jon had prepeared for us, in litterally 2 seconds (and of course I left barely anything from him even tho he did prepare the meal all by himself!), our hormones began to go a little crazy. Usually pretty concious to not be too PDA in public... wait who am i kidding thats total bullshit, we didnt give a crap, children, old people, parents, dead grandparents, we were pretty PDA all the time and we didnt really care... well all those bad habits payed up when a police officer on a motorcycle rolled over and asked us how old we were.... I replied 16 and he replied 17... he looked us up and down then awkwardly began "Uh... i received some "complaints" from parents at this park saying that you two... uh... kids... were going at it a little hot and heavy over there on that blanket" I was MORTIFIED and speechless. Fortunately Colby piped up and denied it and said we were only having a picnic. the police officer, who clearly felt uncomfortable even questioning us about it quickly retorted "wlel i dont care what you guys do. Really! I dont, just not here... i dont want to listen to parents complain". With that, he rode away, obviously feeling he had reached the peak of awkwardness. We litterally fell over laughing, but of course packed up our stuff and decided to head back to my house.
Well, exhausted from our run in with the cop, we decided that we should cuddle and rest. but soon enough we realized my parents werent home... so why not cuddle in my bed, right? So there was some cuddling and some kissing and some raging teenage hormones... but all that stopped when there was a sudden, but farmiliar noice outside my window. I peaked outside to find my fathers truck just pulling into the driveway. My parents had previous trust issues with me, and I knew this would totally ruin any chance I had of getting it back. I began to scream " get your clothes, and GET INTO THE CLOSET" "What?", colby said. "My dads home, I need to stall him. get into my closet, here is your phone, I'll call you when its okay to come out." I then shoved the poor guy into my 4 foot long closet, which of course, if anyone has seen how i live, was COVERED in clothing and spikey shoes..... did i mention it was probably 90 degrees outside... and my room had no AC? Right. my clothing was inside out and backwards... but fortunately my dads a flake so he didnt notice. However he asked me what had happened and why I wasnt out on my much talked about picnic. Now, I dont think fast, so i decided that my parents would always believe me if I made every situation about how selfish I am "Jon forgot to make the pasta salad, so I told him to go back and make it" of course i would NEVER ask anyone to do ANYTHING like that, EVER... BUT, my parents think im a selfish brat, so i knew it would work. "oh but dad BTW, can u please take me to buy some lemonade, bc he forgot to get that too". My dad was relieved to hear that after sending the poor boy home, i had volunteered to get something. Meanwhile Im thinking, "Holy shit, we already have two bottles of lemonade."
After what seemed to be the LONGEST 10 minutes of my life, I got my dad out of the house. i called Colby, who of course didnt pick up bc he was spastically looking all around my room for his keys. Needless to say, it was a very close call, like MINUTES, but when I got back home I found my floor covered with clothing, and my closet empty. Two minutes later, my boyfriend showed up in his car, a little breathless, but fully clothed.
After that we pulled over for a little bit to laugh and ponder why such ridiculous things always happened to us, why we always searched for trouble. I guess thats kinda what living life on the edge is like... well for a teenager with CRAZY parents at least.
Honestly, I cant say that day really taught me any life lessons or that I gained anything from it. But looking back on that past four years and that relationship, I remember that day vividly bc it was one of my favorite memories. Thats probably bc that one event summed up a good year and half of my life. It was a crazy and teenage movie event... I ACTUALLY had to hide my boyfriend in my closet from my over protective father. Only that would happen to me. But its the memories like that, that really make me smile... the ones that really dont mean anything at all... yet they are always the ones that bring back some of the happiest thoughts.
I think its a great story :)
So basically this story should be ranked higher, but i have to do this now.
It was a lovely spring day. I had been long awaiting the picnic my boyfriend at the time, Mr. Jonathan Colby, had planned for us. After hours of preparing the most delicious pasta salad and a fruit salad dessert, he picked me up from my house and we headed out to our adorable picnic for two at the Nipper Mahr Park in Waltham. Well after I devoured the entire meal Jon had prepeared for us, in litterally 2 seconds (and of course I left barely anything from him even tho he did prepare the meal all by himself!), our hormones began to go a little crazy. Usually pretty concious to not be too PDA in public... wait who am i kidding thats total bullshit, we didnt give a crap, children, old people, parents, dead grandparents, we were pretty PDA all the time and we didnt really care... well all those bad habits payed up when a police officer on a motorcycle rolled over and asked us how old we were.... I replied 16 and he replied 17... he looked us up and down then awkwardly began "Uh... i received some "complaints" from parents at this park saying that you two... uh... kids... were going at it a little hot and heavy over there on that blanket" I was MORTIFIED and speechless. Fortunately Colby piped up and denied it and said we were only having a picnic. the police officer, who clearly felt uncomfortable even questioning us about it quickly retorted "wlel i dont care what you guys do. Really! I dont, just not here... i dont want to listen to parents complain". With that, he rode away, obviously feeling he had reached the peak of awkwardness. We litterally fell over laughing, but of course packed up our stuff and decided to head back to my house.
Well, exhausted from our run in with the cop, we decided that we should cuddle and rest. but soon enough we realized my parents werent home... so why not cuddle in my bed, right? So there was some cuddling and some kissing and some raging teenage hormones... but all that stopped when there was a sudden, but farmiliar noice outside my window. I peaked outside to find my fathers truck just pulling into the driveway. My parents had previous trust issues with me, and I knew this would totally ruin any chance I had of getting it back. I began to scream " get your clothes, and GET INTO THE CLOSET" "What?", colby said. "My dads home, I need to stall him. get into my closet, here is your phone, I'll call you when its okay to come out." I then shoved the poor guy into my 4 foot long closet, which of course, if anyone has seen how i live, was COVERED in clothing and spikey shoes..... did i mention it was probably 90 degrees outside... and my room had no AC? Right. my clothing was inside out and backwards... but fortunately my dads a flake so he didnt notice. However he asked me what had happened and why I wasnt out on my much talked about picnic. Now, I dont think fast, so i decided that my parents would always believe me if I made every situation about how selfish I am "Jon forgot to make the pasta salad, so I told him to go back and make it" of course i would NEVER ask anyone to do ANYTHING like that, EVER... BUT, my parents think im a selfish brat, so i knew it would work. "oh but dad BTW, can u please take me to buy some lemonade, bc he forgot to get that too". My dad was relieved to hear that after sending the poor boy home, i had volunteered to get something. Meanwhile Im thinking, "Holy shit, we already have two bottles of lemonade."
After what seemed to be the LONGEST 10 minutes of my life, I got my dad out of the house. i called Colby, who of course didnt pick up bc he was spastically looking all around my room for his keys. Needless to say, it was a very close call, like MINUTES, but when I got back home I found my floor covered with clothing, and my closet empty. Two minutes later, my boyfriend showed up in his car, a little breathless, but fully clothed.
After that we pulled over for a little bit to laugh and ponder why such ridiculous things always happened to us, why we always searched for trouble. I guess thats kinda what living life on the edge is like... well for a teenager with CRAZY parents at least.
Honestly, I cant say that day really taught me any life lessons or that I gained anything from it. But looking back on that past four years and that relationship, I remember that day vividly bc it was one of my favorite memories. Thats probably bc that one event summed up a good year and half of my life. It was a crazy and teenage movie event... I ACTUALLY had to hide my boyfriend in my closet from my over protective father. Only that would happen to me. But its the memories like that, that really make me smile... the ones that really dont mean anything at all... yet they are always the ones that bring back some of the happiest thoughts.
I think its a great story :)