my week with new marine

So, New Marine sucked, and I hate him. Oh man. I wish that was true. I’d be so much less sad right now about his not being here. Ok. Let me go back to the beginning. So, I got to the airport and he had just landed, and his flight arrived about 20 minutes earlier. I parked and walked to baggage claim just as he was getting there. I recognized him right away, and saw him before he saw me. I walked up to him. He turned and saw me walking towards him and got this huge smile on his face. I started walking in exaggerated slow motion for effect. Ok, that’s not true. But, in my head, that’s what was happening. I went up to him at normal speed and gave him a hug. It was so amazing to actually touch him. He became tangible! We waited for his bags. I offered to grab his bag off the belt, since I have tremendous upper body strength. He politely declined and said he could grab it himself. We left the airport and I drove directly to In N Out so he could have some deliciousness. It Girl texted me to see how it was going. He responded to her “He’s a douchebag and I can’t stand him already”, which freaked her out. Kind of hilarious. The rest of the trip went by in a blur. He cooked dinner for me almost everynight. Delicious and healthy meals. One night it was this pasta with spinach and pesto. Amazing!! One night it was quinoa with spicy chicken, snow peas and asparagus. For desert, he made strawberry shortcakes. I mean, everything he made was so good! We went to Mission San Juan Capistrano one day. I love it there! It’s so pretty! The flowers were amazing and beautiful. There were a ton of kids on field trips, which was the downside to the trip. But, we had fun. He used to go to church there, so it was fun to picture him as a little kid. We went to lunch with his uncle and mom one day. That was fun. I thanked the uncle for letting me come to lunch with them. He replied “No, I should thank you for bringing my boy home.” I almost cried. It was so sad! New Marine hasn’t been home in 2 years, and you could see how happy his uncle was to have him here. Happy, proud, ecstatic. It was really nice to be a part of. We went to the Getty Center one day. That was nice too. He’d never been, and I love it there. We only had 2 hours though, as we had to be back in the OC for a party at It Boy’s house. It was a small party so all of my friends could meet him. Some had met him on Monday at their softball game, but that was only for a minute. I was just showing him off. The party was a ton of fun. And, it randomly turns out that New Marine went to high school with It Boy, Mr. Newlywed and Mr. BabyTalker. So random!! He was a year behind them and only went to that school for a few months. Still pretty random! He got along with my buddies so well. He got along with everyone so well! My parents liked him. They only met him for a little over an hour, but they liked him. Of course, in about 85 minutes, my parents managed to work in “you know, she has the Bar coming up and doesn’t need any distractions” about 5 times. Subtle mom and dad. He knows that I have the Bar. He’s super supportive of me succeeding in life. In fact, he’s planning on me being the bread winner. Yeah, we’ve already talked about the future and things like that. I know it’s cheesy, and I’d make fun of me for saying this if I weren’t me (what?? Does that even make sense??) but, from the first second I saw him, I know that this guy has potential to be “The One”. I want to say I know that he is, but I can’t bring myself to be that cheesy yet. And, I think I need more than 9 days with him to know that for sure. But, I think it’s a good sign that in 9 days of complete togetherness, I didn’t get annoyed with him or wish he wasn’t there. And that’s abnormal for me. I don’t like people and do like my space. But, he just fit into my life so nicely! He’s hilarious and sweet and thoughtful and tough. He’s the total package!! He takes care of me. He carried my groceries and opened doors for me. He even got my lazy butt into the gym twice! He was patient with me as I complained about weights being too heavy. He was even patient with me when I fell in front of him. Yes. I fell twice. Graceful. I got a little dressed up for the party at It Boy’s house, and he told me how nice I looked like 5 times. When we were at the Getty, he said that he liked having me on his arm. He always held my hand and was affectionate. It was just perfect! It was like he was the perfect other half. I miss him so much. I’m not going to see him until August!! I’m going to North Carolina in August after the Bar. I’m saving money to make sure I can afford the plane ticket. I’m not good at saving money. But, I’m determined. I have a cute boy to go see. I told him I can’t wait until I’m buying a 1 way ticket so we can drive his car back to California when he gets transferred out here. I wish he could come to graduation, but he can’t. He was supposed to go on a fishing trip with his dad, but he can’t even get time off for that! So sad! I would have loved for him to be here for graduation, but I understood that the fishing trip with his dad was important. Besides, who wants to go to graduation? Graduations are boring, long and hot. Not a good combination of adjectives. At least this summer is hectic with the Bar, so time will fly by. And, Mrs. Brit is coming home soon, with her baby!!! I can’t even wait for that!!! I get to meet my baby boy!! I still can’t believe that my best friend is a mom! Weird. So, I have a few things to keep me distracted. And, I’m really good at being alone and having my own little rituals and habits. Like, writing this blog. I couldn’t do that when he was here. Or my ritual of eating chocolate. Ok, I don’t know that that counts as being a ritual, but that is neither here nor there. I don’t think I ate any candy or junk food when he was here. I’m glad he’s gone. Ok, not really. I cried a lot on Monday. I was a mess at the airport. Literally. I had just tripped while opening my car door for him, and fell on grass, so my knees were wet and grass stained when I was at the airport. What a lovely image to leave him with. “Here, let me get the door…WHOA!!” Oops. He’s told me a bunch of times that he misses me since he’s been home. It’s kind of nice to hear that. It’s just a little easier knowing that I’m not the only one who hurts because of the distance. It’s nice knowing that for once, I’m not the only one who cares. He likes me as much as I like him. And I think that’s what makes it perfect. You hear people say “Find someone who loves you more than you love them.” But, I don’t think that’s true. I think you need to find someone who loves you equally as much as you love them. Otherwise, you’d get bored. Or take advantage of the person. I mean, New Marine isn’t perfect, obviously. He annoyed me when he would criticize my driving, or when he would lag as I’m trying to get us out the door. But, they’re things that were so trivial as to not matter when compared to how much I liked him and liked everything else about him. I just can’t wait to see him again. We’re going to have a Skype date this weekend. I’m worried I’ll just cry when I see him. I’m so emotional! Dang it!! When did I become so lame?? I guess I was bound to get cheesy over a boy at some time. But, as God as my witness, I will never ever use baby talk! Never. Ever.

Oh, and I’ve decided to give New Marine a name change. He will now be known as “The Boyfriend” (“TB” for short).