First time for everything

In my life, things do not go according to plans. Ever. Seriously, things happen to me that seem like they are straight out of a movie.

Boyfriend surprises girlfriend and meets her in Nashville. We run over a 6 foot ladder on the interstate, have to be towed and then have no car until the next day when we go our separate ways. Boyfriend and girlfriend are headed to the beach for a lovely vacation.  Boyfriend forgets swimsuit, gets speeding ticket, and then has the most horrible case of the flu known to man.  Awesome. Girlfriend sweetly buys boyfriend tickets to the Braves vs. Yankees game in Atlanta. Traffic is a nightmare, we detour, get lost, and finally make it by the middle of the 7th inning. Throw in a side of our best friend getting diagnosed with not one, but two rare genetic conditions while on a weekend visit and you have a quick snapshot of my life. Can't make this stuff up.

But then a weekend comes along that is nothing short of magic.  It wasn't anything fancy or elaborately planned out, just a weekend.  One blessed weekend that has kept a smile on may face even through a somewhat trying work week.

Saturday morning we actually got to sleep in together, followed by a delicious homemade waffle and bacon breakfast. After that we took our time getting ready and then headed to Mississippi for me to learn to shoot some guns. NOT before RJ bought me some pink ear muffs to keep my delicate ears from hurting and we loaded up on ammo.  Yay!

We spent the afternoon with RJ's best friend Brian, his girlfriend Megan and a few of their other friends.  And believe it or not, folks, I am a pretty good shot.  The real purpose of this outing was for me to learn to shoot RJ's gun, should the need arise, but it turned out to be pretty fun. With the most exciting part of the day being when they pulled out the exploding targets. Remember, I was in Mississippi and the land we were on pretty much looked like an armory after all the boys pulled out their toys. After that we had some, ever delicious Taco Bell, and headed home for an afternoon nap that turned into us not getting up until 8:00, but it was heaven. 

Later that night we went to a friend's birthday party, had a few drinks, and then realized that we were starving.  Since there is no City Cafe in Memphis, we went to a place called CK's for some late night yumminess.  It was here that RJ realized his dream of becoming a diner employee... because ONLY MY BOYFRIEND offers to help the lone 2 employees by busing tables and refilling drinks.  We were tipsy and it was funny and extremely sweet.  After our "free" meal, due to RJ's hard work we went home and poured ourselves into bed.

Sunday was lazy and wonderful.  We went grocery shopping and to dinner at his parent's house.  Uneventful bliss.

Needless to say I am one happy girl right now.  If only the gods can continue to shine on us this weekend as we make our way to St. Louis for a long weekend away together.  My sweet boyfriend will celebrate his birthday Saturday, so send some love and luck his way. 

I wouldn't mind another perfect weekend, but I'm not taking holding my breath...