What happens when you come to a point in your life where the little things matter more and the thought of entertaining a trivial and meaningless argument (that has the opportunity to forever change your life) becomes insignificant in the big picture of what you see in your future? I’ll tell you what… when the realization of what truly matters in the grand scheme of things smacks you dead in the face.
I have only spent 27 years on this earth thus far and throughout my years I have had the opportunity to meet and love many different types of people. All of which I will say, have taught me something and have in turn have made me a better and more wise person since meeting them. Every place I go, whether it be the grocery store, mall, dog park or random coffee shop I usually have some sort of conversation with a total stranger. I had a dear friend of mine say to me recently that she notices I talk to the most random people at the most inopportune times, have the most off the wall stories and will meet anyone wherever I go. Being well aware of this before she pointed it out I just simply laughed and said “well don’t you?” To my surprise she said that she never does that and never tries to. The thought of going out of her way to meet someone new isn’t something on her agenda for any given day. She goes to the grocery store, goes about her business and carries on with her day content with never meeting a stranger. I on the other hand, will sit and talk to the cashier at Sweet Bay for 20 minutes about different types of coffee we’ve tried, where to find it and so forth. While on trips I love meeting people that work in the places I adore to shop at and chatting them up or just striking up a conversation with someone at a park who just so happens to be sitting close to me on a bench. I love the idea of never knowing who that person is, who they were early in life or who they are aspiring to be but learning so much about then as we chat. Hearing and learning about how other people live and view society is something I crave. You never know where it is you’ll end up in life so I try and somehow stay in contact with whomever I meet randomly. Who knows, maybe I’ll move to San Diego and need to find a place to live. The really nice guys I met while out in Savannah who live there might be able to lend a helping hand.
I have friends who look at someone and judge them instantly, or will throw out a dirty look if someone just so happens to walk too close to them or talk too loud. There have been times that we all do these sorts of things and we seem to think of ourselves as pretty normal right? There have been times when I’m with my girlfriends at dinner and during conversation my reaction to something one of us is saying or vice versa is so profound that a “louder” response is the only thing that comes out of my mouth. It does not make me trashy or classless, nor does it make the person next to me who happens to do it if in turn the situation were switched… it just says to me that the person who is experiencing this reaction is having a fantastic night. I can’t say enough how much I love seeing people who are in a uncontrollable belly laugh with their loved one or a close friend. I try to imagine what could be so funny to have made them shed tears of laughter. I know how incredible it feels to I have one of those moments with someone I love, and when you’ve stopped laughing long enough to take a deep breath to soak up the moment, you have not a care in the world. It definitely puts a smile on my face while seeing other people experience it.
Having experienced many good laughs in my day I would say those are the moments I live for. I love the simple things in life and can say I always have but am now starting to try and really focus on them more; especially when it comes to my everyday life and the choices I make that will possibly have an impact on my future. Whether it be with love, ending friendships, starting new ones or simply making a point to exercise outside at a certain time of day so that I can watch a remarkable sunset...it’s a choice I choose to make that will only end with a smile.
There is always something that drives you nuts about the person you adore. Those things, over time can start to eat away at the big picture if you let them and that is something I am personally working on with every relationship I find myself in. Whether you’re able to recognize it or not, if this person is somehow linked to a part of your happiness then it’s time for you to cut the crap and recognize what really matters. The things that drive you crazy are the things you will miss the most when they’re gone. From the snoring, to the t-shirts, the play by plays and the never-ending saga of not agreeing on food choices. If you can either sit back and realize that these quirks are what make this person who they are and you love them for that alone then you're on a great path. If you choose to sit and be miserable with not being able to see the good that comes from it then you are missing out my friend.
You can fool yourself into thinking that all of those “annoying” things are what really matter in the long run but at the end of the day, when that person’s laugh gives you butterflies you have to come to the decision and decide what really makes puts the cherry on your sundae of life. The butterflies and belly laughs or the snoring?
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
"Nobody puts Baby in the corner"
So Summer is officially up and running and I must say, it's pretty brutal. Between the nonstop thunderstorms, intoxicating heat and endless job search that I have been on; I can honestly say I can't wait 'til Fall, or to be back in San Francisco. Anyone who knows me knows that this time of year in Florida is my least favorite thing about living here. Each time I stand in the midst of the sun's blazing heat while covered in the ever increasing sticky sweaty feeling caused by the humidity, I plan where I want to move. It's honestly like clockwork.
So, as we all know most of my previous post have been a so-called bitch fest about my lack of interest in the dating world these days. I was so uninterested in it that it had gotten quite sad. I had been asked out a few times in the past couple of months but turned everyone down due to the fact that I couldn't bare to even begin to deal with the headache of it all. That all changed recently, shockingly enough it kind of did a few weeks ago actually. With that said, as I am still quite checked out of knowing how to honestly just "date" someone, I recently did meet an amazing guy who has pretty much thrown me totally for a loop by his ability to make me laugh, feel incredble about being exactly who I am and oddly enough make me love the word "Baby", which I had never liked before. While being able to do all of those great things, he also has this ever so endearing way to make me want to rip my hair out :) ...but then again, I think that has to go along with how I'm horrible at dating. I'm great at being in a relationship but the beginning is what I don't like. If I haven't already chased this poor man away with my pain in the ass ways this week, I'll be a smitten little lady for sure. By me saying he is anything short of amazing or that I really am going to keep him around for the long hall if he's willing to put up with me will be the understatement of the year. So cheers to you Coach P :)
I have been really trying to travel as much as possible lately, small trips and some big ones too. In exactly 18 days I will in Toronto with my sister visiting Philip and getting the VIP treatment like no other! After we leave Toronto Friday morning we're going to explore Niagara Falls all day then on Saturday I'm off to see two of my favorite people Vanessa and Nick get married :) . In the beginnging of August I want to go to Atlanta for the Giants vs Braves game to see my boys play as well as root for my girlfriend's husband who plays for the Giants...kill two birds with one big ol' stone right there. Savannah trip is in the works for August also for a friend's bachelorette party and I CANNOT wait for that...Georgia here I come!!!
Since this whole post was suppose to be pretty streamlined and about only one topic but has sense gone on to be about 567 others, lets just hop on over to another why don't we... I just want to say that I truly do believe I have some of the most incredible friends a girl could possibly ever ask for. I have had a pretty stressful past couple of months and they have all been by my side and listened to me complain about the same things over and over again without stopping me because they know I just need someone to listen. I've gotten to the point where I can honestly be out with a group of my best girls and literally sit back in my chair and beam over how happy they all make me. I think I acquired the ability to do that from my father. He has always taught me to just soak up every moment I'm in and cherish every little second that goes by.
So, as we all know most of my previous post have been a so-called bitch fest about my lack of interest in the dating world these days. I was so uninterested in it that it had gotten quite sad. I had been asked out a few times in the past couple of months but turned everyone down due to the fact that I couldn't bare to even begin to deal with the headache of it all. That all changed recently, shockingly enough it kind of did a few weeks ago actually. With that said, as I am still quite checked out of knowing how to honestly just "date" someone, I recently did meet an amazing guy who has pretty much thrown me totally for a loop by his ability to make me laugh, feel incredble about being exactly who I am and oddly enough make me love the word "Baby", which I had never liked before. While being able to do all of those great things, he also has this ever so endearing way to make me want to rip my hair out :) ...but then again, I think that has to go along with how I'm horrible at dating. I'm great at being in a relationship but the beginning is what I don't like. If I haven't already chased this poor man away with my pain in the ass ways this week, I'll be a smitten little lady for sure. By me saying he is anything short of amazing or that I really am going to keep him around for the long hall if he's willing to put up with me will be the understatement of the year. So cheers to you Coach P :)
I have been really trying to travel as much as possible lately, small trips and some big ones too. In exactly 18 days I will in Toronto with my sister visiting Philip and getting the VIP treatment like no other! After we leave Toronto Friday morning we're going to explore Niagara Falls all day then on Saturday I'm off to see two of my favorite people Vanessa and Nick get married :) . In the beginnging of August I want to go to Atlanta for the Giants vs Braves game to see my boys play as well as root for my girlfriend's husband who plays for the Giants...kill two birds with one big ol' stone right there. Savannah trip is in the works for August also for a friend's bachelorette party and I CANNOT wait for that...Georgia here I come!!!
Since this whole post was suppose to be pretty streamlined and about only one topic but has sense gone on to be about 567 others, lets just hop on over to another why don't we... I just want to say that I truly do believe I have some of the most incredible friends a girl could possibly ever ask for. I have had a pretty stressful past couple of months and they have all been by my side and listened to me complain about the same things over and over again without stopping me because they know I just need someone to listen. I've gotten to the point where I can honestly be out with a group of my best girls and literally sit back in my chair and beam over how happy they all make me. I think I acquired the ability to do that from my father. He has always taught me to just soak up every moment I'm in and cherish every little second that goes by.
Monday, March 15, 2010
"And go away where the grass turns green, and the sky is baby blue..."
This weather lately has been nothing but perfection and being outside as much as possible has been my main priority the past couple of days . I'm finally starting to feel better and shaking this nasty cold I have had for almost two weeks but I have a good feeling that it will be creeping back up after I torture my immune system this Wednesday for St. Patti's Day (I'm aware it's spelled wrong). I'm not really sure what's in store for the day but what I do know it that I got a new bright yellow dress (yes mother, I'm going to wear yellow) to wear. I need to seriously get to working on my tan starting tomorrow because according to my mother since I wasn't even born, "You don't look good in yellow" ...I will forever be traumatized from that.
Isn't it weird how little things like that stick with us through our whole lives? I was watching a recent show (Wife Swap) and the father blatantly stated how he brain washes his daughters about religion, dating, love, you name it. These girls think they have to pray for a husband and then he will basically magically appear for them. Now if that were only true!! To not have to deal with the hassle of dating and to know that the exact man we pray for will just show up someday. As incredible and ideal as that would be, I'd have to opt for the dramatic, exhausting, annoying, stressful trials of dating that my life has lead me down. As much as I used to write about it and want so much to be with someone, I can now sit back and say that I'm glad I went through that faze because I'm really settled and centered with where I'm at right now. I'm working on me, getting my life slowly back in order and just having a blast doing so. I can definitely say when I lay my head on my pillow at night, I'm smiling.
I've got a few trips planned this year and I can't wait for them to start happening!! So many weddings, bridal showers, parties, and little twins to go visit!! My sister and I will be visiting Niagara Falls later this year and I'm so so so excited about it. My lovely little lady Vanessa and her hubby Nick are getting married there and I asked my sister if she wanted to come so we could turn it into a site seeing extravaganza with heel clicker photos like you've never seen! I also want to go to Texas and see the twins my cousin is about to pop out!!! Between Claire's cheeks (my other cousin's baby girl) and those two babies, I need to get to Texas asap!!! Oh and my Aunt Terri will be thrilled to see me of course and make the Chicken Tetrazzini JUST for me! Grand Canyon is on the list as well as Cali to see Jenn. I want to get up to Savannah before the summer is here as well as before it gets super hot and humid outside. My mom, sister and I went last year for July 4th so maybe I'll see if some friends want to get together this year and make a little trip up to party time it and eat some good southern food! Does anyone else agree that Savannah, GA has the best sweet tea on the planet??? I could swim in it! As much as I would love to party on this trip, I would love to sit in one of the Squares on a bench and relax underneath those big beautiful Oak Trees! Miami might be on the list as well as Key West! This time, I will make sure that my Keys trip is not ruined by a hurricane and bad weather, which are technically the same thing I guess. I would love to get up to NY to see a few friends and see the city since I've never been!! And last but not least, the Cheery Blossom Festival in DC! I'm dying to see all of those trees covered in pink flowers! Watch the week I go, the wind will be blowing and they'll all fall off!
Fingers crossed all of my trips happen and go exceptionally well!!
Isn't it weird how little things like that stick with us through our whole lives? I was watching a recent show (Wife Swap) and the father blatantly stated how he brain washes his daughters about religion, dating, love, you name it. These girls think they have to pray for a husband and then he will basically magically appear for them. Now if that were only true!! To not have to deal with the hassle of dating and to know that the exact man we pray for will just show up someday. As incredible and ideal as that would be, I'd have to opt for the dramatic, exhausting, annoying, stressful trials of dating that my life has lead me down. As much as I used to write about it and want so much to be with someone, I can now sit back and say that I'm glad I went through that faze because I'm really settled and centered with where I'm at right now. I'm working on me, getting my life slowly back in order and just having a blast doing so. I can definitely say when I lay my head on my pillow at night, I'm smiling.
I've got a few trips planned this year and I can't wait for them to start happening!! So many weddings, bridal showers, parties, and little twins to go visit!! My sister and I will be visiting Niagara Falls later this year and I'm so so so excited about it. My lovely little lady Vanessa and her hubby Nick are getting married there and I asked my sister if she wanted to come so we could turn it into a site seeing extravaganza with heel clicker photos like you've never seen! I also want to go to Texas and see the twins my cousin is about to pop out!!! Between Claire's cheeks (my other cousin's baby girl) and those two babies, I need to get to Texas asap!!! Oh and my Aunt Terri will be thrilled to see me of course and make the Chicken Tetrazzini JUST for me! Grand Canyon is on the list as well as Cali to see Jenn. I want to get up to Savannah before the summer is here as well as before it gets super hot and humid outside. My mom, sister and I went last year for July 4th so maybe I'll see if some friends want to get together this year and make a little trip up to party time it and eat some good southern food! Does anyone else agree that Savannah, GA has the best sweet tea on the planet??? I could swim in it! As much as I would love to party on this trip, I would love to sit in one of the Squares on a bench and relax underneath those big beautiful Oak Trees! Miami might be on the list as well as Key West! This time, I will make sure that my Keys trip is not ruined by a hurricane and bad weather, which are technically the same thing I guess. I would love to get up to NY to see a few friends and see the city since I've never been!! And last but not least, the Cheery Blossom Festival in DC! I'm dying to see all of those trees covered in pink flowers! Watch the week I go, the wind will be blowing and they'll all fall off!
Fingers crossed all of my trips happen and go exceptionally well!!
Friday, March 12, 2010
"She's seduced by the sunsets and her new life at hand"
Still as happy as I could possibly be and loving every single aspect of my life right now. In the past 3 months I have met some incredible new people that I am very happy to call my friends as well as come to terms with certain friendships that are better off coming to a close. I love when someone new comes into your life unexpectedly and without knowing it they make everyday seem brighter than the one before. It just makes all of the stress or mishaps that you go through in life seem so insignificant because you look at everything differently from now on.
Have you ever had a friendship seem like more work than need be? I just recently ended a friendship with someone that I knew for many years because of a reason such as that and am still undecided on how I feel about it. With this person everything that was simple and easy was turned into this big ordeal and it was just too exhausting to put with anymore. I felt like every time we did something or went somewhere I couldn't be 100% relaxed because I didn't want to say or do something that she could turn into a dramatic event. I feel awful for basically ending the friendship but I just couldn't do it any longer. Am I the only one who has been through this? She's not a bad person or a horrible friend but she just isn't someone I am choosing to have in my life anymore. I'm not the kind of person who tells someone what they want to hear or sugar coats anything when they ask for advice or my opinion on something. By any means I am not saying that the way I go about things is the correct way but I will say that with this particular person, she would get upset with me when she would ask for advice and I wouldn't tell her what she wanted to hear. I can't put up with that, go to someone who doesn't care about you to tell you what you want to hear because then you'll never learn.
As a very dear friend to me once said "Friendships aren't about making up or getting back together, they're about being friends". (love) I think I should have in the long run sat down with her and probably talked everything out before just saying that "I've had it" ...but I truly don't think it would have done a damn bit of good because we had gone through the same exact issues in the past and nothing changed. I don't think it matters who was at fault in the situation, her or me; we're just better left as casual acquaintances in my eyes. Just as long as we both learn from the situation given to us and move forward with our lives in the best possible way.
Now that I've gotten that out, back to meeting new people and how they can forever change our lives. Some people are ordinary, some people are strange, some are more endearing than they'll ever realize, some are kind and sweet and just special with every word they speak and some are just simply amazing people without ever trying to be. When you can find someone that is all of that in one, you've got someone quite special I think. Whether it be for friendship, romantic purposes or simply an acquaintance, this person is so much more than what meets the eye and to say that it’s exciting... is an understatement. I believe every person who comes into your life, comes for a reason. If he or she is there to never leave or just passing through, the right person will forever leave an impact.
This year has only begun a few months ago but so far it seems to be a great one for me and I could not be in a happier place than I am. The people I have in my life at the moment couldn't be more incredible and the sparkle I that constantly lingers in my eyes wouldn't be there without all of them.
Have you ever had a friendship seem like more work than need be? I just recently ended a friendship with someone that I knew for many years because of a reason such as that and am still undecided on how I feel about it. With this person everything that was simple and easy was turned into this big ordeal and it was just too exhausting to put with anymore. I felt like every time we did something or went somewhere I couldn't be 100% relaxed because I didn't want to say or do something that she could turn into a dramatic event. I feel awful for basically ending the friendship but I just couldn't do it any longer. Am I the only one who has been through this? She's not a bad person or a horrible friend but she just isn't someone I am choosing to have in my life anymore. I'm not the kind of person who tells someone what they want to hear or sugar coats anything when they ask for advice or my opinion on something. By any means I am not saying that the way I go about things is the correct way but I will say that with this particular person, she would get upset with me when she would ask for advice and I wouldn't tell her what she wanted to hear. I can't put up with that, go to someone who doesn't care about you to tell you what you want to hear because then you'll never learn.
As a very dear friend to me once said "Friendships aren't about making up or getting back together, they're about being friends". (love) I think I should have in the long run sat down with her and probably talked everything out before just saying that "I've had it" ...but I truly don't think it would have done a damn bit of good because we had gone through the same exact issues in the past and nothing changed. I don't think it matters who was at fault in the situation, her or me; we're just better left as casual acquaintances in my eyes. Just as long as we both learn from the situation given to us and move forward with our lives in the best possible way.
Now that I've gotten that out, back to meeting new people and how they can forever change our lives. Some people are ordinary, some people are strange, some are more endearing than they'll ever realize, some are kind and sweet and just special with every word they speak and some are just simply amazing people without ever trying to be. When you can find someone that is all of that in one, you've got someone quite special I think. Whether it be for friendship, romantic purposes or simply an acquaintance, this person is so much more than what meets the eye and to say that it’s exciting... is an understatement. I believe every person who comes into your life, comes for a reason. If he or she is there to never leave or just passing through, the right person will forever leave an impact.
This year has only begun a few months ago but so far it seems to be a great one for me and I could not be in a happier place than I am. The people I have in my life at the moment couldn't be more incredible and the sparkle I that constantly lingers in my eyes wouldn't be there without all of them.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
It's better off I sparkle on my own...
I don't think I have ever been so happy that I am single in my life. The thought of dating someone right now and actually having it work out seems so far fetched that I can't even begin to comprehend how I would go about making it happen.. If I hear "you're such an amazing woman, you're beautiful, you're smart, funny, the most caring person I know" one more time I may wrip my hair out. All of these things I am fully aware of and am a capable of knowing without having a man tell me who obviously doesn't really mean it. If he meant it then whats the problem?? Clearly there are other deep issues set aside that he doesn't want to come forth with because he's affraid of hurting my feelings...and honestly thats fine with me.
If I got money for every man I dated that didn't come back and say "I miss you" or "I messed up" I'd be a rich woman right now. Why does it take me telling a man that Im over him a few weeks after he's ended our "relationship" for him to relize what he had? Green eggs and ham has called and texted every few weeks with something random and meaningless just to start up a conversation. If I respond by answering the nonsense question he asks he then turns that into him telling me that he's finally got his life in order and is trying to figure out his feelings. Well my dear...Im sorry it has taken you 6 months to figure out how fantastic I am and that you screwed up by leaving but you're a little later because I don't care. I can't begin to tell you how many times I have told him I am over him in any romantic way and he still doesn't give up!!
Ever sense I've become thrilled with being single and over dating anyone, I've been meeting so many great guys and having random fun trips planned out of the blue. Its all fun while it lasts but its so hard for me to not look at them and think they're going to be like the last one that came around. I know that you can't take past relationships and feelings from past experiences into new ones because then you're bound to set yourself up for failure. I just am not having any expectations for any man that is coming into my life in the new future because I'm just over dealing with them. I don't need to be showered with gifts, paraded around town, spend every waking second with someone to feel special...all I want is for someone is to be nice to me, show me respect and actually appreciate that fact that you have me. The only man who has ever made me feel like that is my father...that shit better change quickly or I am out.
If I got money for every man I dated that didn't come back and say "I miss you" or "I messed up" I'd be a rich woman right now. Why does it take me telling a man that Im over him a few weeks after he's ended our "relationship" for him to relize what he had? Green eggs and ham has called and texted every few weeks with something random and meaningless just to start up a conversation. If I respond by answering the nonsense question he asks he then turns that into him telling me that he's finally got his life in order and is trying to figure out his feelings. Well my dear...Im sorry it has taken you 6 months to figure out how fantastic I am and that you screwed up by leaving but you're a little later because I don't care. I can't begin to tell you how many times I have told him I am over him in any romantic way and he still doesn't give up!!
Ever sense I've become thrilled with being single and over dating anyone, I've been meeting so many great guys and having random fun trips planned out of the blue. Its all fun while it lasts but its so hard for me to not look at them and think they're going to be like the last one that came around. I know that you can't take past relationships and feelings from past experiences into new ones because then you're bound to set yourself up for failure. I just am not having any expectations for any man that is coming into my life in the new future because I'm just over dealing with them. I don't need to be showered with gifts, paraded around town, spend every waking second with someone to feel special...all I want is for someone is to be nice to me, show me respect and actually appreciate that fact that you have me. The only man who has ever made me feel like that is my father...that shit better change quickly or I am out.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Serendipity: (ser⋅en⋅dip⋅i⋅ty) –noun 1. an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident.
Clearly anyone who knows me knows that I hate flying. I get sick, I get nervous, I get grossed out at all of the possibly germs that are swarming around me while I sit in the uncomfortable chair hoping the flight is over quickly and praying we land safely. As a result of my getting sick while flying I have to resort to taking large amounts of Bonine the day before as well as the day of my flight so I am 150% positive it is in my system and ready to take charge.
I have been doing a lot of traveling for work the past year and am all over the place every few months. I have grown to, I wouldn't say "enjoy" flying but lets just say flying and I have come to terms and are establishing a decent relationship. A few months ago, (August) I was sent out to cow town West Texas for a 4 day trip to work with Dockers. The beginning of the trip had started off a little bumpy because I missed my flight to leave so I was on standby all day, but I made it. I made myself take a deep breath once I arrived and decided I was not going to ruin my trip. I had never been to the two places I was sent to but had an absolute BLAST (thanks to a local cowboy and a "spa" trip). I went to canyons, the Caddy Ranch, ate incredible Mexican food, saw where wind was farmed, had Dyers BBQ...ooohhh Dyers how I will miss you...all after work obviously :)
At the time I was sort of getting out of a very quick, somewhat of a relationship if you would say with a guy who had just moved to DC..so I had work book my flight to go straight there to spend the weekend visiting him for his birthday. We cut ties right before my trip so I was still on the fence on whether or not I should even go. The week was ending and my time to part ways from good ol' Texas was arriving so I had to make my decision and act quickly. I had already booked my one day flight home from DC to Tampa for Sunday and all flights leaving from Amarillo to Tampa were $350...what to do, what to do??? I hadn't heard much from this guy all week so I was pretty much over the decision to go to DC and see him. I booked my flight home to Tampa and that was that.
The day I was supposed to leave was Thursday and it was a jam packed day. I worked all day then drove to the Palo Duro Canyon, spray painted a few more cute things at the Caddy Ranch then made my way to the airport. Now, at this point I was pretty exhausted and not looking my best. The canyon and the CRanch were pretty dusty and I was in a white dress...so use your imagination please. It wasn't cute. Anyway, so I make my flight and head from Amarillo to Dallas. My flight was scheduled to land in Dallas around 8:00 and my connecting flight leaving Dallas was scheduled for 9:00. Plenty of time to get from one gate to the other. As we're flying the pilot announces that there is bad weather over Dallas so we will either have to land at another airport and wait out the storm or we'll have to circle the airport and try to land on the opposite side where it was clearing up. 8:45 rolls around and it has become clear to everyone on the plane that we were going to miss our connecting flight. Not sure what was going to happen once we landed I just sat back and chuckled a little because like my family always says "if it’s going to happen to anyone, it’s going to happen to me".
We finally land and everyone in the airport is running around like maniacs because every connecting flight had already left and everyone missed them. I get to the desk and the woman says to me that the next flight out isn't until 8:30 the following morning. Of course it wasn't....I had no clothes to change into, nothing to wash my face with, no makeup....nothing but a laptop and thank GOD my cell phone charger. I had never been stranded at an airport overnight before and for some reason I had it in my head that we weren't allowed to leave. Im stressing at this point and I ask the woman at the counter "what am I suppose to do??". She replies with, "get a hotel?". Clearly this is normal this to do but I did not realize this. I get my hotel booked and the shuttle comes 40 mins later to pick me up. We (about 10 other passengers in the same predicament I am in) arrive at the hotel that is 10 miles away from the airport and the shuttle drive tells us that he will be back at 6:00am to pick up back up. Lovely...
I get about 3 hours of sleep because I’m paranoid that I'm going to miss my alarm, miss the shuttle and subsequently miss my flight (again). I wake up, get on the shuttle, and arrive at the airport. All I can think about is a cup of coffee... that could possibly have the chance of being spiked with tequila that then might also have the chance of actually tasting good. Knowing my odds were slim to none I buy the largest cup of Dunkins I am able to find and sit at my gate and patiently wait to board my flight.
As I am sitting at the gate I happen to look up every so often and see this delicious hunk of pilot goodness that keeps walking back and forth in front of me. Oblivious to my surroundings and unaware of the possibility that he could see me gocking at him, I just shameless stare. Up to this point, I had in my head that every time I saw a good-looking pilot, it had to be Jake...right?? (ladies you have to know who Jake is). But he was way better in my eyes. Salt and pepper bunch of yumminess this one was. Knowing I look of death and thank the Lords above that I happened to travel with mascara for this trip, I try and make myself blend in so he doesn't see me.
A few more minutes go by and they start calling for my flight to board. So relieved I can finally sit back and relax, I gather my things and head over to stand to hear my group called. As I get closer I notice my silver fox is standing at my gate as well. They call my group so I head over...hes in front of me. Im standing behind him, just kinda half asleep, shamelessly checking him out and reading his little name tag that was on his bag. "Cute first name" I thought, couldn't really pronounce his last name but hey, it flowed. Anyway, as were walking to our seats down the aisle I notice all of the women in the back of the place checking him out. Of course Im thinking..."yeah bitches he's with me", but clearly that wasn't the case. The whole time we're walking all I was saying was "please be in row 23, please be in row 23, please make this trip really worth it"...and then what happens? He stops at row 22 and starts to load his bags in the storage bin up top. As he's doing this, his glasses fall off of his shirt, so obviously I pick them up, one because thats the nice thing to do and two...ice breaker!
I then sit down on the aisle seat in row 23 thinking that was my seat. Then he tells me its his...my first reaction is "thank GOD I got the window" then it was "omg is this really happening??" We sit down and neither one of us is hoping the middle seat is filled. He probably didn't want it to be filled because he's not a short man and it would probably be a little cramped as where me on the other hand, I just wanted to look at him. The flight is about to get going and I grab my gum from my purse then offer him some. He takes a piece then offers me his shoe and cell phone...not sure why but it was cute. Then we start yapping...and yapping and really don't stop for more than maybe 2 minutes or so at a time. We talked about our jobs, relationships, our HORRIBLE luck with relationships, how much we love dogs, traveling, our families...you name it we probably talked about it. He was telling me about the airline he works for and how its based in Clearwater and that he would be down here for two weeks for a training sometime...didn't remember when but definitely took note to that. This was probably the first and only flight I did not want to end.
As we landed I did my "deep breathes" and braced myself to hopefully not crash and he was super nice and calmed me down a little. Once we got off the plane we started walking and talking about what our plans were for the weekend and then he said he was going to run to the restroom but that he would meet me in baggage claim. No big deal, I was heading that way and would see him there. As I got to the other side of the airport I got a text saying my friend was picking me up inside instead waiting in his car. Very gentlemanly thing to do but at that moment all I could think of was "omg I can't go to baggage claim with another guy!!" Then I realize my bags arrived the night before with the original flight so I couldn't even go to baggage claim!" Ugh just when I thought the trip was ending great...something had to bring it down. I get my bags, my friend drops me off and I then pass out from being up for over 24 hours almost.
The next day I wake up and all I can freaking think about is this dreamy pilot I had an amazing encounter with but had NO clue what his last name was so there was no way to get in touch with him. Not knowing why or if I should even worry about him every again, I couldn't get him off of my mind. He may not have even noticed that I wasn't at baggage claim but the thought that he did, I just felt terrible. I got on my computer that night and was telling my girlfriend Patti all about it and how it sounds crazy but I had to find this guy. I searched and searched but nothing was coming up...probably because I had no clue what to search for...but I was trying.
A few days go by and I have dinner and drinks with my girlfriend and then she asks if I want to come hang out with her and her pilot friend. "Pilot?? What airline does he fly for??" She tells me, and I say "well that’s the wrong one, he needs to fly for ___" Then she goes on to tell me that he used to and that they know a higher up for the company. Not knowing why I asked this, I then go on to explain why..Once she realizes the significance of the airline she braces me because I almost fall of my chair with disbelief that I could actually get in contact with this guy! Patiently waiting for her friend's arrival, he finally comes and maybe let him get 3 words in before I said "You have to find someone for me". He is a little taken back so I tell him the story, shorter version of course and he goes "well didn't you think to get his contact info or anything since you guys had this amazing heart to heart?" I tell him I couldn't go to baggage claim and that totally threw it off! Once he realizes I am a pain in the ass and will not let him forget to help me or say he won't help me, he shrugs his shoulders and says he will make a phone call and try and find out what he can. I told him all I want is a last name because I know a first.
Weeks go by again and nothing. He still hadn't heard from this contact that he knew and I was starting to get bummed and was coming to terms with the fact that I may never speak to this man again. Then my birthday comes around. My girlfriend and I are out having a drink and he comes, before he sits down I told him that he wasn't allowed to be there unless he had a name for me...so he tries another option that he didn't previously think of. 20 mins go by and he grabs his phone and smiles. Asks me how I much I love him and then shows me the screen and I see it. Couldn't believe it...there it was! Still can't pronounce it but I knew it was the one! He then tells me to email him at his first initial, last name @_____.com so I do. I waste NO time and on my birthday, at the bar I pull out my phone and nervously type a message to a man I had a chance encounter with on a plane and pray he doesn't think I am crazy...
Days go by and I don't head anything. Obviously he thinks I'm crazy and is totally freaked out by this all... then it happens. I check my email one day and there is was...HE WROTE BACK!!! I couldn't believe it! He was shocked, surprised but happy to hear from me. He referenced a few things from our conversation on the plane and kept it short and sweet. In the email I sent for the first time I asked him if he had done his training down here yet and when he replied he said he had just left the previous week after being down here for TWO FULL WEEKS! Just my luck right? 4 days after he leaves I find him...
We messaged each other for a few weeks via email then one day while in Orlando with my girlfriend I wake up to a text message from him. ( I had given him my number in an email previously)...I was BEAMING and just so excited. I still hadn't wrapped my brain around the fact that I was actually communicating with this guy! What are the odds of this happening??
A few more weeks go by and I get a text saying he might be coming into town because their plane was having problems. I was leaving that week for a trip to Miami for work but I would be gone less than 24 hrs so the odds of him coming within that time frame are slim to none...right? I land in Miami to turn on my phone and find a text saying "Im in St. Pete". My stomach was in my throat and I wanted to cry. (not literally but couldn't believe it) As my flight was taking off from Tampa, his was landing (no joke) "TWICE???? Twice I missed him and when was 20 mins away from my house??" I thought... I was scheduled to come back at 4:3opm the following day and just knew he would be gone by then. I had my girlfriends saying they would go mess the plane up so he was stranded longer...but clearly that wasn't going to happen. I just was sick about it. I couldn't believe it was happening but there was nothing I could do so I had to get over it. "Was I ever going to get the chance to see him again?? All I want is to have a cup of coffee with the guy and let me see me not looking like a semi had just plowed over me!" I woke up to a text at around 8:30 am saying he had already left town...
He has almost come back to town one other time since then, but it was a false alarm. He and I are still in contact with each other but who knows when he'll make it here again.. I have no crazy expectations about any of this but all I want is to just see the man again and have another great conversation over a good cup of Joe... (made at my house of course :)
I have been doing a lot of traveling for work the past year and am all over the place every few months. I have grown to, I wouldn't say "enjoy" flying but lets just say flying and I have come to terms and are establishing a decent relationship. A few months ago, (August) I was sent out to cow town West Texas for a 4 day trip to work with Dockers. The beginning of the trip had started off a little bumpy because I missed my flight to leave so I was on standby all day, but I made it. I made myself take a deep breath once I arrived and decided I was not going to ruin my trip. I had never been to the two places I was sent to but had an absolute BLAST (thanks to a local cowboy and a "spa" trip). I went to canyons, the Caddy Ranch, ate incredible Mexican food, saw where wind was farmed, had Dyers BBQ...ooohhh Dyers how I will miss you...all after work obviously :)
At the time I was sort of getting out of a very quick, somewhat of a relationship if you would say with a guy who had just moved to DC..so I had work book my flight to go straight there to spend the weekend visiting him for his birthday. We cut ties right before my trip so I was still on the fence on whether or not I should even go. The week was ending and my time to part ways from good ol' Texas was arriving so I had to make my decision and act quickly. I had already booked my one day flight home from DC to Tampa for Sunday and all flights leaving from Amarillo to Tampa were $350...what to do, what to do??? I hadn't heard much from this guy all week so I was pretty much over the decision to go to DC and see him. I booked my flight home to Tampa and that was that.
The day I was supposed to leave was Thursday and it was a jam packed day. I worked all day then drove to the Palo Duro Canyon, spray painted a few more cute things at the Caddy Ranch then made my way to the airport. Now, at this point I was pretty exhausted and not looking my best. The canyon and the CRanch were pretty dusty and I was in a white dress...so use your imagination please. It wasn't cute. Anyway, so I make my flight and head from Amarillo to Dallas. My flight was scheduled to land in Dallas around 8:00 and my connecting flight leaving Dallas was scheduled for 9:00. Plenty of time to get from one gate to the other. As we're flying the pilot announces that there is bad weather over Dallas so we will either have to land at another airport and wait out the storm or we'll have to circle the airport and try to land on the opposite side where it was clearing up. 8:45 rolls around and it has become clear to everyone on the plane that we were going to miss our connecting flight. Not sure what was going to happen once we landed I just sat back and chuckled a little because like my family always says "if it’s going to happen to anyone, it’s going to happen to me".
We finally land and everyone in the airport is running around like maniacs because every connecting flight had already left and everyone missed them. I get to the desk and the woman says to me that the next flight out isn't until 8:30 the following morning. Of course it wasn't....I had no clothes to change into, nothing to wash my face with, no makeup....nothing but a laptop and thank GOD my cell phone charger. I had never been stranded at an airport overnight before and for some reason I had it in my head that we weren't allowed to leave. Im stressing at this point and I ask the woman at the counter "what am I suppose to do??". She replies with, "get a hotel?". Clearly this is normal this to do but I did not realize this. I get my hotel booked and the shuttle comes 40 mins later to pick me up. We (about 10 other passengers in the same predicament I am in) arrive at the hotel that is 10 miles away from the airport and the shuttle drive tells us that he will be back at 6:00am to pick up back up. Lovely...
I get about 3 hours of sleep because I’m paranoid that I'm going to miss my alarm, miss the shuttle and subsequently miss my flight (again). I wake up, get on the shuttle, and arrive at the airport. All I can think about is a cup of coffee... that could possibly have the chance of being spiked with tequila that then might also have the chance of actually tasting good. Knowing my odds were slim to none I buy the largest cup of Dunkins I am able to find and sit at my gate and patiently wait to board my flight.
As I am sitting at the gate I happen to look up every so often and see this delicious hunk of pilot goodness that keeps walking back and forth in front of me. Oblivious to my surroundings and unaware of the possibility that he could see me gocking at him, I just shameless stare. Up to this point, I had in my head that every time I saw a good-looking pilot, it had to be Jake...right?? (ladies you have to know who Jake is). But he was way better in my eyes. Salt and pepper bunch of yumminess this one was. Knowing I look of death and thank the Lords above that I happened to travel with mascara for this trip, I try and make myself blend in so he doesn't see me.
A few more minutes go by and they start calling for my flight to board. So relieved I can finally sit back and relax, I gather my things and head over to stand to hear my group called. As I get closer I notice my silver fox is standing at my gate as well. They call my group so I head over...hes in front of me. Im standing behind him, just kinda half asleep, shamelessly checking him out and reading his little name tag that was on his bag. "Cute first name" I thought, couldn't really pronounce his last name but hey, it flowed. Anyway, as were walking to our seats down the aisle I notice all of the women in the back of the place checking him out. Of course Im thinking..."yeah bitches he's with me", but clearly that wasn't the case. The whole time we're walking all I was saying was "please be in row 23, please be in row 23, please make this trip really worth it"...and then what happens? He stops at row 22 and starts to load his bags in the storage bin up top. As he's doing this, his glasses fall off of his shirt, so obviously I pick them up, one because thats the nice thing to do and two...ice breaker!
I then sit down on the aisle seat in row 23 thinking that was my seat. Then he tells me its his...my first reaction is "thank GOD I got the window" then it was "omg is this really happening??" We sit down and neither one of us is hoping the middle seat is filled. He probably didn't want it to be filled because he's not a short man and it would probably be a little cramped as where me on the other hand, I just wanted to look at him. The flight is about to get going and I grab my gum from my purse then offer him some. He takes a piece then offers me his shoe and cell phone...not sure why but it was cute. Then we start yapping...and yapping and really don't stop for more than maybe 2 minutes or so at a time. We talked about our jobs, relationships, our HORRIBLE luck with relationships, how much we love dogs, traveling, our families...you name it we probably talked about it. He was telling me about the airline he works for and how its based in Clearwater and that he would be down here for two weeks for a training sometime...didn't remember when but definitely took note to that. This was probably the first and only flight I did not want to end.
As we landed I did my "deep breathes" and braced myself to hopefully not crash and he was super nice and calmed me down a little. Once we got off the plane we started walking and talking about what our plans were for the weekend and then he said he was going to run to the restroom but that he would meet me in baggage claim. No big deal, I was heading that way and would see him there. As I got to the other side of the airport I got a text saying my friend was picking me up inside instead waiting in his car. Very gentlemanly thing to do but at that moment all I could think of was "omg I can't go to baggage claim with another guy!!" Then I realize my bags arrived the night before with the original flight so I couldn't even go to baggage claim!" Ugh just when I thought the trip was ending great...something had to bring it down. I get my bags, my friend drops me off and I then pass out from being up for over 24 hours almost.
The next day I wake up and all I can freaking think about is this dreamy pilot I had an amazing encounter with but had NO clue what his last name was so there was no way to get in touch with him. Not knowing why or if I should even worry about him every again, I couldn't get him off of my mind. He may not have even noticed that I wasn't at baggage claim but the thought that he did, I just felt terrible. I got on my computer that night and was telling my girlfriend Patti all about it and how it sounds crazy but I had to find this guy. I searched and searched but nothing was coming up...probably because I had no clue what to search for...but I was trying.
A few days go by and I have dinner and drinks with my girlfriend and then she asks if I want to come hang out with her and her pilot friend. "Pilot?? What airline does he fly for??" She tells me, and I say "well that’s the wrong one, he needs to fly for ___" Then she goes on to tell me that he used to and that they know a higher up for the company. Not knowing why I asked this, I then go on to explain why..Once she realizes the significance of the airline she braces me because I almost fall of my chair with disbelief that I could actually get in contact with this guy! Patiently waiting for her friend's arrival, he finally comes and maybe let him get 3 words in before I said "You have to find someone for me". He is a little taken back so I tell him the story, shorter version of course and he goes "well didn't you think to get his contact info or anything since you guys had this amazing heart to heart?" I tell him I couldn't go to baggage claim and that totally threw it off! Once he realizes I am a pain in the ass and will not let him forget to help me or say he won't help me, he shrugs his shoulders and says he will make a phone call and try and find out what he can. I told him all I want is a last name because I know a first.
Weeks go by again and nothing. He still hadn't heard from this contact that he knew and I was starting to get bummed and was coming to terms with the fact that I may never speak to this man again. Then my birthday comes around. My girlfriend and I are out having a drink and he comes, before he sits down I told him that he wasn't allowed to be there unless he had a name for me...so he tries another option that he didn't previously think of. 20 mins go by and he grabs his phone and smiles. Asks me how I much I love him and then shows me the screen and I see it. Couldn't believe it...there it was! Still can't pronounce it but I knew it was the one! He then tells me to email him at his first initial, last name @_____.com so I do. I waste NO time and on my birthday, at the bar I pull out my phone and nervously type a message to a man I had a chance encounter with on a plane and pray he doesn't think I am crazy...
Days go by and I don't head anything. Obviously he thinks I'm crazy and is totally freaked out by this all... then it happens. I check my email one day and there is was...HE WROTE BACK!!! I couldn't believe it! He was shocked, surprised but happy to hear from me. He referenced a few things from our conversation on the plane and kept it short and sweet. In the email I sent for the first time I asked him if he had done his training down here yet and when he replied he said he had just left the previous week after being down here for TWO FULL WEEKS! Just my luck right? 4 days after he leaves I find him...
We messaged each other for a few weeks via email then one day while in Orlando with my girlfriend I wake up to a text message from him. ( I had given him my number in an email previously)...I was BEAMING and just so excited. I still hadn't wrapped my brain around the fact that I was actually communicating with this guy! What are the odds of this happening??
A few more weeks go by and I get a text saying he might be coming into town because their plane was having problems. I was leaving that week for a trip to Miami for work but I would be gone less than 24 hrs so the odds of him coming within that time frame are slim to none...right? I land in Miami to turn on my phone and find a text saying "Im in St. Pete". My stomach was in my throat and I wanted to cry. (not literally but couldn't believe it) As my flight was taking off from Tampa, his was landing (no joke) "TWICE???? Twice I missed him and when was 20 mins away from my house??" I thought... I was scheduled to come back at 4:3opm the following day and just knew he would be gone by then. I had my girlfriends saying they would go mess the plane up so he was stranded longer...but clearly that wasn't going to happen. I just was sick about it. I couldn't believe it was happening but there was nothing I could do so I had to get over it. "Was I ever going to get the chance to see him again?? All I want is to have a cup of coffee with the guy and let me see me not looking like a semi had just plowed over me!" I woke up to a text at around 8:30 am saying he had already left town...
He has almost come back to town one other time since then, but it was a false alarm. He and I are still in contact with each other but who knows when he'll make it here again.. I have no crazy expectations about any of this but all I want is to just see the man again and have another great conversation over a good cup of Joe... (made at my house of course :)
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
"No girl wakes up in the morning saying I hope I dont get swept off my feet today"...
What is it about love that gets us women just stupid over? I mean...as much as we say we love being single and don't need a man in our lives to be happy, we are constantly fixated on cheesy love story chick flicks.
No matter how over a guy I am or how much fun I just had with my girlfriend on our "night out"...I still get a lil' bummed when I hear a male escort tell a beautiful redhead "I think I'd miss you even if we'd never met"...Name that movie. "Why can't a guy say that to me?" I think, as I sit on my couch with a bowl of Cookie N Cream BlueBell ice cream...The slightest inclination of a romantic gesture in a movie makes me melt...what the hell? Does this just mean I'm a hopeless romantic or just a fool??? I don't fall for those lines in real life so why let myself get all gushy over a movie?
Guys are not how they are in those movies and that alone screws with us! Men nowadays don't know how to chase a woman! They just move onto the next one that comes along because it's easier and less work. In the movies, they jump through hurdles, almost get hit by cars because they're running across traffic to catch a cab to the airport to stop the plane that the woman they can't live without just got on...whatever!
Why aren't there any movies out there that give us the chance to show a man's weaknesses? I'd love to see something like "He's Just Not That Into You"...but from a woman's perspective and our side of the story. I truly do find it interesting, the polar opposite ways men and women view certain situations in dating. A lot of times, as I've stated before that, just because we may seem that we're smitten for a guy...we're still a little iffy about him and he probably annoys us a little. Its mainly the "idea" of what could possibly come one day in the future that makes us smitten. As we're sort of into them and just honestly going day by day with the relationship, they're telling their buddies how much they've got us wrapped around their finger...
Its fascinating I tell ya!
No matter how over a guy I am or how much fun I just had with my girlfriend on our "night out"...I still get a lil' bummed when I hear a male escort tell a beautiful redhead "I think I'd miss you even if we'd never met"...Name that movie. "Why can't a guy say that to me?" I think, as I sit on my couch with a bowl of Cookie N Cream BlueBell ice cream...The slightest inclination of a romantic gesture in a movie makes me melt...what the hell? Does this just mean I'm a hopeless romantic or just a fool??? I don't fall for those lines in real life so why let myself get all gushy over a movie?
Guys are not how they are in those movies and that alone screws with us! Men nowadays don't know how to chase a woman! They just move onto the next one that comes along because it's easier and less work. In the movies, they jump through hurdles, almost get hit by cars because they're running across traffic to catch a cab to the airport to stop the plane that the woman they can't live without just got on...whatever!
Why aren't there any movies out there that give us the chance to show a man's weaknesses? I'd love to see something like "He's Just Not That Into You"...but from a woman's perspective and our side of the story. I truly do find it interesting, the polar opposite ways men and women view certain situations in dating. A lot of times, as I've stated before that, just because we may seem that we're smitten for a guy...we're still a little iffy about him and he probably annoys us a little. Its mainly the "idea" of what could possibly come one day in the future that makes us smitten. As we're sort of into them and just honestly going day by day with the relationship, they're telling their buddies how much they've got us wrapped around their finger...
Its fascinating I tell ya!
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