Tired of Chicago yet ;)… haha…. The morning we went to leave and come home (Wednesday, yes we had a short honeymoon, PC had to be back to work on Thursday) we went and ate breakfast at Dunkin’ Donuts. We wanted a photo frame to bring home and hadn’t bought one yet, so we went to Michigan Ave and found a souvenir store. They weren’t open yet so we walked on to the Chicago River just to kill some time.
Valentine’s Day was quickly approaching. I was sad to learn that PC really didn’t care much about Valentine’s Day because in the past he’d never really had a reason to celebrate although in college those few single ones I spent I referred to it as S.A.D day, Single’s Awareness Day. But from talking to him about V-day he was excited about it this year, he just couldn’t remember the date. I couldn’t help but poke a little fun at him because it never changes, always February 14.
A few weeks prior to this we’d been at the DAV store donating some items and while we were there we walked around and found a Philco Refrigerator. One of the old style fridge’s. We really liked it but the price on it was steep, they wanted $300. We passed. Well his dad went back a couple times and checked on it for us. Finally the week of V-day went over and offered them $75 for it. They accepted our offer and we took the deal. On Thursday night, the 11th, he and I headed to town to pick up the fridge. On our way home I was yakking away about how this was our Valentine’s Day present to each other. He wasn’t allowed to get me flowers, etc, and eventually the topic of marriage came up again.
-I so want to ask you to marry me, but I’m scared to death to ask your dad. I’m afraid to answer that question.
-I know. It’s no big deal. When you have an answer to that question you’ll answer him and then we’ll go from there. I’m not worried.
-I know but I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to answer that question.
-I’m NOT worried about it. When the time’s right it’ll happen.
-I know but How am I going to support his little girl, that even scares me right now.
-Hey I can take care of myself. That’s not why I would marry you. If that was the reason then I’d find some rich suga daddy and I don’t want that. I want YOU!
-I know but still…
-Anyway I really like our Valentine’s Day present. It’s the most unique one I’ve seen anyone get 🙂 And remember, NO flowers!
“Does someone hear a dog?”
“Nicole, get Morelli out of the house!”
“Mom I don’t see him. Morelli, Morelli.”
Eventually the game was over. Memaw said she would take Tbug home. PC was soon to follow. He planned on taking her home the next day. That night her mom and step-dad threw a party for her birthday and we were invited. We said we would be there.
Tbug had Cheerleading competitions every weekend starting the end of January until April that fell on our weekends to have her. Her mother suggested we trade weekends. So our next weekend to have her was the 9th, PC’s dad’s birthday. We had talked about at least taking her in to see his dad if not more when on Thursday we all found out his dad had been taken to the ER and admitted into the hospital on Wednesday night. When I got off work Thursday night I met PC and his sister at the hospital. I waited with them through their dad’s surgery to see what was wrong.
I truthfully believe they didn’t plan this right, his daughter’s birthday is 8 days after Christmas and although she has a very cool birthday (1/2/03) it sucks when you think she gets Christmas and her birthday all over at once. Throw personal property taxes and property taxes in there and you might as well just kiss yourself into the poor house!
Since his daughter stayed the night with his mom on Christmas Day, we made plans to head out first thing the day after to hit after Christmas sales. At least we were on a mission and knew what we wanted to get her, a camera she could call her own.
My Mustang does not, I repeat does not handle snow and ice, especially in my parents driveway where you go up hill both ways, literally. Prince Charming said we could take his truck, but I could see all the roadways and they were clear, as long as we could get out of my parents driveway we’d be in the clear. So we jumped in my car started down the hill gaining momentum so we could make it back up and it was a no go. As you might guess we started spinning. Grrrr I was mad so I backed down the hill and as far up the hill as I could to get another running start, gassed it and dang, no go. By this point I stopped, popped the truck, told PC I was getting in the trunk (for weight) and he was to drive it out. two more attempts and as he was backing down the hill for the third attempt he backed off into the yard and got stuck. By this point I was mad and throwing a temper tantrum that involved me saying, “I hate this stupid car. The damn thing is for sale as of right now!”
Once the tree was up, the next week we planned on decorating it. We went to the basement and brought up all the tree ornaments. Even acted like we were kissing under mistletoe when in fact, it was a tree limb. Hey you can have fun too right :). Who cares that we decorated on Monday night? The Monday night that was still in November. Heck we put the tree up in November, why not :).
Tuesday night was the Christmas parade. We headed to town to go watch his daughter with her cheerleading. She actually found us and ran up and gave us both a hug and then proceeded on down the path. Then her mother called and said his daughter wanted to see us so we trekked down the road to go meet up with them. She gave us both a hug and I swear my heart melted right there in the 40 degree weather. We told her we’d be over to pick her up Friday night and we left. It was kind of obvious she liked me and that meant a lot to me, especially because her daddy had dated another gal a few years prior and she didn’t care for her and told him so. I was still scared though with the thought she’d told her mother, “I don’t want a step-mother, they’re mean.”
Later that week we drug my Christmas tree up out of the basement and decorated it too. What can I say I like Christmas decorations and decorated houses and I had a helper :). We started going through the ornaments carefully because I wasn’t sure what we would find. The last time I had it out, the year before, I’d been dating someone else and I couldn’t remember what was put away. We also went through the ornaments and decided which we liked and which we didn’t and referred to this tree as Our Tree.
After his grandma’s funeral, he had to leave to go back to Kentucky. On Friday he sent me the news that he was going to give his 2 weeks notice and he was moving home. I was super excited but I was worried. We are from SW MO, from a town that is one of the cheapest areas to live in in the country. He made good money working on the Army base… and he was choosing to give that up and move here. Here where he probably wouldn’t make what he did down there, not at least without a college education. My fears set in.
I had even somewhat contemplated on trying to possibly move down there. I wasn’t as worried about me finding a job, even though jobs are hard to come by, facts are facts in this economy, but I have a teaching degree, I have experience waitressing, I have typing skills, etc. Not to say he doesn’t have skills. He was a computer techy, and those jobs come with wanting degrees. I was worried. Then he said the words that made me smile. I’m going to go back to school.
Even those words didn’t completely make me at ease because he still had a daughter to care for but I wasn’t nearly as worried. I can’t tell you what came over me but I wasn’t completely worried about it all, just a slight fear. I just knew we’d have some tough times ahead of us but let’s face it, I was head over heals for this guy, bring it on, we’ll face it together.
Saturday brought on dinner club. I wasn’t about to ask him to come home just to go to dinner with me, that’s a long drive just for dinner. Especially trying to save money so he could move home to me for good.
I had been taking a photography class with my friends Josh & Evelyn. Josh got the great idea, let’s get our friends Chris & Tiffany to pose for us and use this opportunity to practice taking shots in different locations. So Josh came by and picked me up on his way to Springfield and we rode up together. We talked about a lot of things but every time Prince Charming came up Josh instantly changed the subject. In my mind I thought, oh good, it hasn’t worked itself out yet.
My parents, PC and I had plans to go eat dinner tonight at a Cajun restaurant called Bayou. It was her idea. She told PC if he came back Labor Day weekend we’d all go eat there. She proceeded to tell me that because we went to the movies the night before and dinner, my dad had spent way to much money since we didn’t buy anything for ourselves so we weren’t going tonight. I just stared at her speechless. It was her IDEA… but whatever.
Finally I said, we didn’t ask you to buy ours, we were going to.
-Well you didn’t jump up there to do it so we just figured we had to buy yours.
-No, you didn’t give us a chance.
-Well we’ll only go tonight if you pay for your own.
-That’s fine, we never asked for you to pay for ours anyway!
Boy this had me fuming mad. It just hit me funny. First off my parents have never told me anything like this so I was completely taken off guard. And secondly, well there was no secondly because this was a first.
I went upstairs just floored and called PC to tell him, make sure he still wanted to go. Of course I got him all worked up just like I was.
So yeah apparently my mom was back on the not liking him. Who knows. Like I said she’s never done anything like this to me…
Well wouldn’t you know, by the time dinner time came around she “wasn’t feeling good” and didn’t want to go. She didn’t want us going either but my dad went in, changed his clothes looked at PC and me and said, load up, let’s go. We jumped in the truck, more fun than staying there with someone who didn’t want us around, or so it felt.
When the waitress brought the bill after dinner PC went to grab it and my dad beat him to it. They fought over who was going to pay for quite a while and eventually my dad won out. When we got back home PC kept going I would have paid. I was even going to buy your dads. I said I know, I don’t know. I’m not sure if that speech this morning was coming from him or her or them. I don’t know.
-Good Night. I lo……. and stopped in mid sentence. Oh crap, please tell me he didn’t just hear that. I shut up instantly.
-What did you say?
-No I heard you. You started to say something.
-No I didn’t. I tripped over a dog.
-Are you sure?
-Good bye, drive careful! Let me know when you make it home! If you need to talk later give me a holler.
-OK. Good ByeAnd we hung up the phone.
Oh. My. Gosh. Did I really almost just say that? Surely it was out of habit… right? I mean I haven’t said it to anyone other than my parents and grandparents in a while, but yeah surely that’s what it was. I hope he didn’t hear me. Surely not. I had him believing me anyway, it’s all good…. I think. Then I opened the door and walked in the house.
About 9:45 I gave him a call to see where he was. He said he was about 1 1/2 hrs or so from home. I told him I still wanted him to call me but that I was going to sleep. If I didn’t answer just leave me a message and we hung up.
The next day at work I struck up a conversation with my BOM (Brother of mine as I call him), Kalem. I told him what I almost said. He was shocked. I told him I was too. I told him surely it was just habit. He asked if I ended every phone conversation that way. No, I answered. I haven’t even been tempted.
So yeah that got me to thinking. But they say that guys are very touchy about this type of thing. Don’t say it to fast, don’t be the first to say it, etc. Surely I didn’t feel that way anyway, right? It didn’t help that my work day was rather redundant. I spent the entire day working on the same spread sheet and my eyes were going cross, but it was just cut and paste, cut and paste so it gave my brain lots and lots of time to wander and think.
Well heck, even if I did feel that way, I have to make sure this isn’t a rebound thing. It’s only fair to both of us, so I figured I’d ponder things a while longer and make sure my feelings were real. If they weren’t, well heck it was a mix up and it could happen to anyone right?