New Year, New Experiences.
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Well, here’s my last log of 2004. What a year it’s been. I can think all the way back to the first few days of ’04… I had an interesting new years for sure. It was Jan 1, 2004 that Justin proposed to my sister and she of course said “yes”. They were married on August 14 in Plymouth.
On Jan 2-4 I was in Austin, TX for a Bluecoats camp… which was when I realized how much I couldn’t wait to move to the south. It was about 75 degrees and sunny when we got there. As opposed to 12 degrees and snowing back home. yuck. And that happened to be a trip home that I won’t forget also. The Bluecoats were responsible for booking our flights so sometimes, due to money reasons, we would have to wait around a bit at the airport. I remember Dave calling me to apologize that the only flight they could afford for me was a 6:10pm flight Sunday night. I was like, “that’s cool man… no biggie”. I honestly didn’t mind at all. I have my mp3 player and stuff to read.
So, we ride to the airport and drop off the rent-a-cars and it’s about noon-ish. or 1-ish… can’t recall. But I was supposed to fly through O’Hare and then to Detroit. Well… At the AA check-in screens, there were signs that read “if you are flying to or through Chicago, see a ticket agent”. It just so happened that me, along with all the Canadians, were all flying through O’Hare… and some people were going to O’Hare. There was a huge snow storm that plowed through Chicago and was getting worse as the afternoon went on. I was standing in that line, making phone calls and thinking to myself, “I’m gonna be here all night”… I wasn’t really stressed at all about that, but I was trying to think of the best camp- out strategy. Since my flight wasn’t for another 5 hours, I was sure that there was a good chance of me being stranded. And all of us on staff there were like, “well, where’s a good hotel nearby?”
So, I waited in that long ass line for an hour… or almost. I remember this like it happened yesterday and I was next and got called up at 2:10pm. I felt so bad for those agents… some people gave them so much shit for stuff they can’t control and all that junk. I got up there, just smiled and said that I didn’t care if I got switched or whatever… just tell me what my options are. The lady was very nice and laughed… we exchanged a few jokes about how much the weather sucks up in the midwest. ha. So, it was then that something really miraculous happened. First of all, she looked up my original 6:10 flight and said it was delayed until 7:15, and even if I got on that flight it wouldn’t have done me any good since my flight out of Chicago was already cancelled.
Then, she said, “wait a second… …let me see something.” … she typed stuff in the computer for what felt like 3 minutes straight… I just stood there and chilled… she looked at the time and said “I’ve got you on a flight to Dallas/Ft. Worth, boarding in 5 minutes, leaving at 2:50 and connecting to Detroit at 5:40.” … I just stood there for about 10 seconds just stunned. I took the boarding pass, thanked her from the bottom of my heart, took my time through security, got to the gate, got on the flight and not even a minute after I sat in my seat, the doors closed and we were off. I got to Dallas and ate at TGIF… had a beer, because I needed it. Got on my flight to Detroit and landed through some snow but it was smooth as anything… got to my car in the lot, drove home… and I walked in my door at around 9:30 pm. this was me when I got home: =-O
I called Dave and some of the other staff, and there were people that still hadn’t even left Austin airport yet. wtf? And Josh got re-routed through something like Atlanta to Memphis to Charelston (or something like that) over 2 days… didn’t get home until Tuesday morning. Some people didn’t make it until Monday. But what got me was the fact that I friggin’ walked in my house at home in MI at the time I was supposed to be sitting in O’Hare waiting for my flight to DTW. So, with all the bad weather… the hours of delays… all the cancellations… all the confusion… the stress… the commotion… … I got home hours earlier than what was originally scheduled and just felt so lucky that it happened to me, of all people.
Moving along… I think it was the next weekend that I picked up Britt from the airport coming home from NJ. I believe it may have been the Feb camp that I did that, but she’d remember better than I would.
Let’s see what else… this is gonna be a long one, eh?
Well, I’ll break it up a bit and talk more later, but I thought I’d share most of what the year wrapped up for me.
Even though my personal life is just that – personal – there’s just one story about 2004 that is the definition of how amazing life can be. And I figured I’d talk just this little bit about one of the most unforgettable days/weeks of my entire life.
Umm… basically I remember it being the beginning of February and I was away for the Ohio camp… it was the weekend of Valentines day and I wasn’t really wishing I were someplace else, but I had counted on Mike being at the camp… but because he was gone all winter, he wanted that weekend home with his g/f. That’s basically what the case was, but I could have used a weekend off from teaching because I was going through a very difficult beginning of the semester with teaching. I was sorta substitute/assistant teaching band for a HS in the morning and teaching lessons after school until about 9pm… M-Th and even teaching Friday the 13th and going straight from teaching to drive to OH. I was just very stressed that weekend and needed a break. However, that weekend would prove to be a very special one.
I got home on Sunday and went straight to the gym. I needed to just do some running… lifting… some sit ups and all that… basically to “wake up” my body. I got home and turned my computer on… catching up on some e-mail. I logged onto AIM and there was Britt. she said hi and it was like the first thing she said, “so, when are we gonna go running?”. We had been talking about getting together to run for a while. I like to run… she was trying to get in better shape for drum corps and all that. I thought to myself, “I just got home from the gym, it’s 12 degrees outside… ehh, what the hell?” I said, lets do it… and we met up at the school lot and ran for a good hour… I think we must have run about 3 miles that night. I never told her that I had already worked out that night but I really didn’t care. For some reason, her and I connected that night a little more than I woulda ever thought… under the circumstances, we had so much to talk about as we ran and it was one of the best nights of my life. She told me stories from her camp experiences… I told her things I remembered when I marched and what things are like with the teaching I was now doing with ‘coats, etc. She brought up some things regarding why I didn’t have a girlfriend (or surprised I wasn’t married or something like that…) and other things. We talked about past relationships… past experiences… in a way, it was like a “date”, though neither of us would admit to that at the time. It was quite incredible and a lot of fun. I got home TOTALLY exhausted out of my mind… crashed early, but slept like a baby. I was so happy I did that and I didn’t know why
at the time.
It was a great week… I don’t remember that Feb 16-20 week for some reason. I wanna say all the schools were on mid-winter break, but I can’t reacall. Leading up to the next weekend, her and I would chat online any chance we got. I don’t necessarilly think we made it a point to try and catch each other as often as we did, but the canversations we had were so fun, full of laughs and talk about stupid shit that only we could think is funny. We talked about stuff like the “rules of AIM”… and we had fun trying to break them all in our conversations…
I don’t remember everything, but I do remember just having a great time. We got together to run 3 times that week, I wanna say. I had actually treated her to a snack at the Greecian Cafe one night and another she took me to On The Border… I think the waitress was flirting with me, but I didn’t flirt back… any other day I probably would have, but not when I knew I liked Britt and she was there… it was then that I knew for sure… not because I didn’t flirt (that would be just rude anyway) but because I felt it inside… that almost “guilty” feeling if I would have. I’d say, they weren’t “dates” but we were just being very casual about things and enjoying hangin’ out with each other. So much fun… I miss that a lot.
The weekend came and it was the 21st. She mentioned something about going to see LOTR with her mom. Or friends… I don’t remember. But I think we tried to get together to run again, but she had those plans. ah well. No biggie. But I talked to her online the next day (Feb 22) and she mentioned something about not seeing the movie yet. I had seen in on my birthday in Dec. and loved it… so, I broke the ice big time and said, “how about I take you to the movie?” I think she kinda freaked… understandably though… but she immediately said, “sure!” So, we made arrangements to go to AMC 20, she wanted to drive and took her mom’s Jeep… she picked me up around 7:30 and we went to catch the 8:30 show.
I remember being so happy that I was going to the movies with her, because I had SO much fun with her over the last week, and because we were already close friends, it felt right to be doing what we did. I considered that a “date” for sure… I think she did too.
So, we got to the theater and got our seats. The movie started and we started to watch. I think it was ever since we sat down in our seats that both of us were feeling that “tension” to break that barrier… I remember we laughed at something in the movie and looked at each other but just got caught up in the moment and couldn’t take our eyes off one another for about 2 minutes… I finally looked back at the screen and she did too… I wasn’t really sitting close to her… just kinda in the middle of the seat. Then, it was like a magnet turned on… and I just felt myself drawn closer to her and she did the same. It felt like I was a little kid in a way… so hesitant to make that first move… not talking anything kinky, but just the “touch”… just the first time you take your hand and touch hers.
We would constantly look at each other and look back and look and look back… then I was watching the movie for about 10 minutes and caught her staring at me and realized that for all that 10 minutes I was watching the movie, she wasn’t even looking at the screen… …but at me. I was so nervous… I remember that feeling so well… it felt as if I had never felt anything like that before. (And I hadn’t). It was then that I kinda felt her hand under her arm kinda brushing my arm. I slowly pushed my hand under my arm and I will never forget the feeling when we first held hands… the warmth and smoothness of her fingers and the look in her eyes, so deep and dark… I could sense that something amazing was happening. And it wasn’t something random…. it was very magical…
But there was a problem we both then realized… we were sitting in the longest movie ever and it was only about an hour into it… and all we wanted to do was kiss. It was in both our eyes and both of us just wanted to hold each other, for the first time… like that… you know?! So, we just got up and left. I guess we could have kissed there at the theater, but that just wasn’t the way either of us wanted to do it. We have no idea what time we left, but we made a comprimise that it was 10:00. It’s just a signature time we set to signify when that happened. Not the kiss, but when we left. It might be the kiss too, but we don’t care… 10:00 is all that mattered, because that was the time that everything changed… the magic dust was scattered onto us, if you will.
We left the theater and just held hands and wrapped our arms around each other so tight. We walked over to her Jeep and just stood there for a minute. Nothing happened then, but we got in the car and were like, “where do we go now?”. Neither of us cared so long as we were together. She drove us around for a bit and we just talked about so many things. We held hands as she drove and it just got to a point where we couldn’t take not looking at each other for so long… I mean… I was looking at her, but she was driving. We parked in a lot someplace… I honestly don’t remember where, because I wasn’t looking around at the road or anything… just her. And I remember we just sat there and stared at each other for about 5 minutes without saying a word… just holding her hand and carressing it. It was so amazing. I was so nervous about kissing her, but I just knew it was coming. I then reached over and took my right hand and placed it on her left cheek… brushed her cheek-bone with my thumb as she leaned into my hand and closed her eyes. She opened her eyes and I smiled and leaned in to kiss her. My lips touched hers so lightly and they were so soft… there was a slight tremble from both of us and we shared the most amazing kiss. I didn’t care how long it lasted… I didn’t count the second… minutes… whatever it was. Time, space, weather, people and everything outside of that jeep was just irrelevant to what was happening then and there. It was the most amazing moment of my life at that point. I was… so amazingly happy. And so was she. As scary as everything was for us then, nothing was too much of an obstacle and we were just so happy that it finally “happened”.
…………and there’s so much more to that story… but that’s where it all began. (come what may…)
I will leave it at this for now… the months of March-December will come later… but as for the way this year started out… it was like God was looking over me and had an angel take me under their wing. After a phone conversation I had with Brittany the other day… it truly was an angel. That angel’s name is Brittany.
I hope everyone has an amazing new years… kiss the person you love at midnight… call your friends… celebrate 2005 with all the joy you possibly can!
~ George