Monday, March 22, 2010

Two Year Meetiversary

I pulled into the parking lot of Barnes and Noble a ten minutes before we'd agreed to meet.

And stayed in the car, staring at the entrance.

What if he doesn't show up?  He's the one who suggested this place.  But what if what's going on with Monster was enough to scare him off?  I should just go home.  I'm a mess, I have no business here.

I stared at the front entrance some more.  Then stared at the clock in my dashboard.  Then stared at the entrance.  I may have thrown up a little bit too.  My hand reached for the door and then dropped back into my lap.

What are you thinking?  Get moving!  I can't.  What if he's an asshole?  What if he's a really great guy, but he hates me?  Get moving!  Am I insane?  Damn, should have worked harder on losing some weight.

I stared at the front entrance some more, watching people go in and out.  There was no one pacing on the sidewalk, looking as nervous as I felt.

What if he stands me up?

I watched some more people go in and out of the entrance.  My hand crept toward the door again.  I actually managed to touch the door handle before my hand fell into my lap.

How am I going to recognize him?  I've only seen pictures and I'm lousy about faces.  Shit!  I hadn't thought of that.  How will I know it's him?

Oh, for Christ's Sake, girl, put your big girl panties on and Let's Do This!

I took a deep breath, grabbed the door handle, threw the door open and got out of the car before my mind could figure out what my body was doing.  I closed the door, leaned against it and maybe threw up a little again.

Now what?  Stop stalling and just go!

Once my body was freed from the confines of the car, it seemed to know what to do.  One foot in front of the other across the parking lot and up onto the sidewalk.  A quick glance in the window.

Oh my God!  There he is!

All I could see was his back, but I knew it was him.  I gained confidence as I entered the doors and turned to my left.  There he was, walking toward me with a long-stemmed red rose in his hand.  We hugged forever and I felt him shaking like a leaf.

Poor guy, he's in worse shape than I am.

When he spoke, even his voice shook.  We found a table near the coffee shop and started talking.  I couldn't take my eyes off of his; the shirt he was wearing made his green eyes look blue, and his eyelashes were unbelievably long.  I was jealous of those eyelashes.  I even noticed his nose - people pay a lot of money to have a nose like his.  Who notices stuff like that?  Someone who's head-over-heels for a guy she'd only ever "spoken to" via email.

He shook for an hour.  We talked about everything under the sun.  I fantasized about curling up on a couch with him.  He was a cuddle bug, I could tell just by looking.

Four hours later, we both agreed that it was time to part.

An hour after that, we actually left the store.  He said he had something for me in his truck, so I went out the back way with him.  He checked out my ass.  He denies it; I felt it.  At his truck, he reached in and handed me a picture he had drawn of me and Meeker.

He leaned in for the kiss, chickened out, and gave me a goodbye hug instead.

Back in my car, I felt something I hadn't in a long time.  Hope.  Despite having "hope" tattoo'd on my ankle, it was hard to hold onto.

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Hard to believe that was March 22, 2008, two years ago today.  Seems like we've spent our whole lives together.

I love you, Sexy Man.

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Tomorrow's the big Two-Oh-Oh! 
Come join in the fun and maybe you'll win one of my favorite things!

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10 comments:

Candance said...

Awwwww!! How sweet it that?!?! It even kind of defrosted my cold, dead heart just a little. Too sweet!! Glad you got your happy ending!

Mommy Lisa said...

Finding Mr. Right does make one feel a little like throwing up, doesn't it?

Taylorvillegirl said...

That's such a sweet story. I'm glad you found your Mr. Right.

Mrs Mom said...

I love that tale Diva. Love. It.

Happy Anniversary to you two love birds, and may you have another 60 or so together!!!

Becky the Design Lady said...

What a wonderful story.
I've been through the meeting-for-the-first-time-think-I'm-gonna-throw-up experience a few times.
I'm glad to see that sometimes it really does work out.

Aunt Crazy said...

What a sweet story! I'm so glad you went in and met him!!!

Quixotic said...

Oh, that even mad a cranky old cynic like me smile! :o)

Linda Medrano said...

That is one crazy cool tale! Love it!

Mad Woman said...

Awww you've gone all sappy! So sweet, I love it!

Rachel said...

Aww! Love this love story! I think we all remember the first time we met someone - except you two were already crushing on eachother before your first meeting! Glad it turned out so good :)