Tuesday, 2 August 2011

When You Know. You Know.


You know how you hear those stories about people meeting and then instantly knowing that 'this is the person they will spend the rest of their lives with'.  And everything just blossoms from there.  From that moment on they both 'just know' and you can basically just start planning the wedding.  Everything just clicks.  Suddenly colors are more vibrant.  The sun is brighter, and when you look at it, it literally has a smiley face on it just your 5-year-old self's drawing of it. Every sappy-throw-up-in-your-mouth-love-song suddenly *totally* applies to you.  Basically you have an effing glow to you.  It's beautiful really.
This is what happens to other people.

This is what happens to me.

Tuesday was like any other day for me... while most people take it easy the day after an exam - or completely take the off - I just maintain the routine and get back to work by 630am.  So once again I had the entire day to park my ass in the barn.  Islandbiebs came over to my table when he got to the barn.  Asked me how the exam was blahblahblah.  Then just like the start of any true love story, he asked if I had skype.  So like a lady I give him my skypename to add me.  (Get out the kleenex girls... I'm about to go full on "The Notebook" on your asses).

So while sitting at the table beside me... we had a lovely chat on skype.  Somehow it got onto the topic of movies.  And nightmares I think?  He said how because of Chucky he forever has a phobia of dolls?  I think.  Something like this.  I wasn't fully paying attention.  He mentions how his basement is scary because all his sister's old dolls are kept down there because his mom gave him 'the talk' about keeping all your childhood toys to one day show your own kids.  He's like "didn't your mom make you save all your childhood toys for your kids?"  I'm all "well she probably did.  But even as a 10 year old I was like - my friend, you are being silly.  That won't be necessary. They are taking up precious space.  Toss em".

So he goes "what! didn't you see Toy Story 3!?"
I'm all "I sure did.  And it pissed me off.  Andy was a total A-hole."
That seemed to strike-a-cord with him because he got SUPER defensive.  "WHAT!?!" he says... "I cured cancer when I watched that movie... explanation to inside joke: boys don't cry. man tears cure cancer."  "The whole letting your toys go? That last 20 mins got to me and I went to check out all my old toys when I got home."

I'm said "Well I was just mad at Andy the whole time.  What.... a douchecanoe."

"Again, Why?"

"Umm because just because he grew up and thought he was super cool cause he was going to college... that he just tossed those toys around like GARBAGE!  Total trash is what he treated them like.  After everything they have been through."

"Did we watch the same movie?  Didn't you see Andy's struggle?"

"Oh yes.  I saw how he *didn't* struggle.  He thought for maybe all of half-a-second about buzz and woody, and then he just tossed buzz!  I was thinking umm, excuse me Andy, don't you remember how friggin excited you were to first get buzz... and now you just toss him into a garbage bag."

"You and I clearly saw this through different lenses.  I am downloading it now and you will rewatch with me and eat-your-words".

Shit. I always take it one comment too far.

Some time later that day...
"Girl I'm going to take you on a date right now.  No joke.  Be prepared to have your life feeling just a bit classier."

He then sent me 3 links.  Which I was instructed to "open all three in different tabs.  Wait a while to load.  And put the fireplace video on fullscreen".

I'm thinking - rioooght.
So, the first link is a site that just plays the sound of rain (with just a *hint* of thunderstorm in the background).  The second is a 'romantic music' song consisting of piano and cello music.  The third is a video of a crackling, glowing fireplace.  All going at the same time.  You get the picture though. 
I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that none of you have experienced this type of a date.  That just means you haven't been 'wooed' by a 'woo' with extensive geeky tricks-up-his-internet-sleeves.  

I'm all 'hilarious!' 

He replies "I believe I just made you life a bit more classy".

I'm all "well considering  yesterday I drank wine from a water bottle that had crystal-light icecubes in it... it wasn't *super* tough to raise the bar."

Later he said something about 'likening it to Mordor". 
So I'm thinking - wow! This is geek I speak... "now Mordor I know! Epic movie".

"It's not epic until you see the extended edition"

"I'm pretty sure I have only seen the extended versions"
[I didn't add the part that I did so when I had my wisdom teeth out and my face was the size of a 30lb watermelon and I was high on *prescribed* drugs]

Nonetheless... THIS was his response.

"Marry Me"

I'm all "whoa bear. You might want to consider having a few more criteria on your list before proposal.  Otherwise a girl could just PRETEND she likes Lord of The Rings and totally lead you astray. "

"Well that is true.  Good thing you aren't pretending huh?"

"Well now you can't quite be sure, now can you..."

"But either way I win you see.  Because on the one hand you watched it and you are one heck of a cool girl.  Or you care enough to lie.  I believe it's called 'lawyered'!"

"OR, I am just twisted and think it's funny to watch nerds get all excited about the topic of LOTR because I know it is a part of the building blocks of 'nerd-dome'. "

"Now why do you have to go and ruin a perfectly good thing."

"And second of all... you can NOT outquote me in How I Met Your Mother.  I believe Marshall would give me permission to turn it back on you and say 'Lawyered'!"

"I cannot believe you got that reference! See now I know you are cool.  I will not retract the statement asking for your hand in marriage."

So.  That's that.  I would like to point out that I MUST hold some type of record here.  First date to proposal in under 30 mins.  All without actually leaving the barn.  Can't get your man to 'pop-the-question-already' ladies?  Come to me... I will guide you.  

xoxo

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