Monday, August 31, 2009
The Last Monday in August
Today is the last day in August! Do you know what that means?
It means its our anniversary! No, our anniversary is not the 31st. A few years back B and I were trying to remember when it was he became so blessed as to have me as his main squeeze. Yes, I just said "main squeeze". Its late and we just drove in from Sacramento, I can't be held responsible for cheesy sayings. Anyway, finally it came to him. It was the last Monday in August! Ever since then we have celebrated on the last day of August... whatever date that may be.
In honor of our 5 years together I'd like to share a story of love at first sight. The moment the world stopped turning, darkness turned to light and the angels sang in heaven.
It all started at Roy's Restaurant in Rancho Mirage, California. I had gone there for the management training a week earlier. B was a line cook there. He had been on vacation and arrived back while I was still in the kitchen portion of the training.
We both remember the exact moment we saw each other.
I was standing by the broiler getting directions from my trainer. I heard some of the guys greeting him as he came in. I looked up and watched him turn the corner into the kitchen. He was wearing his blue chef's pants, a white t-shirt, Roy's hat and he was holding his knife bag. He was tan from vacation. His walk was confident. He was quiet.
I was standing there watching him when he turned my direction.
Our eyes met...
I flashed my biggest, sweetest smile....
and then he.....
just continued to walk to his station.
He completely ignored me.
He actually made eye contact with me and didn’t even say hello. Who does that?!
Don't you make excuses for him, either. He can mimic the smile I gave him so I know he saw me. I will not be ignored!
I guess I showed him. Hmmph.
The courting process was more like me making a decision and him waking up wondering what heck happened.
B! I will not be ignored! I am not an animal! We laugh about it all the time.
The big jerk.
Anyone out there have that magical moment of mutual adoration? Please do tell.. I'd like to believe it isn't a myth.
And here is to 5 more years with my big jerk. I guess I'll keep him.