![]() I went home to Adam, and put the ice cream and syrup and a huge splash of bourbon in the blender. Here I was again, years later, about to sell my birthright for a chocolate malt. I hadn’t been in since our anniversary date, and I found myself smiling, remembering that night so long ago. As I loaded the bag in my trunk, I glanced across the parking lot and saw that same Applebees all lit up like a Christmas tree. In a moment of weakness I jumped in the car at 8 pm Monday night and bought ice cream and chocolate syrup at the local grocery store. So we sat down in an over-sized booth, and I drank my chocolate malt while we spent our time remembering so many important details from that night on the middle school steps.Īpril has not shown herself to be kind, and we just made our way through another stressful weekend on top of a stressful week. I wasn’t hungry, really, only tired, as my body was about to produce another body. It was not the place I wanted to celebrate our years together. Finally after a half hour of arguing about restaurants and laughing hysterically, we pulled into an Applebees. This sort of put a damper on ‘hitting the town,’ and we drove around and around our neighborhood unable to decide where to eat. But I had achy hips, and the strong braxton hicks contractions I had been experiencing all afternoon were terrifying me, so I insisted we stay within 10 minutes of our house. So ten years later, we climbed in our car and decided to hit the town to do something special. He walked me home, and we were together from that day forward (well, except for the break-up, and the break-up in the break-up. I was wearing my white grandma sweater that came with me everywhere, and Adam had on blue and red: sweater, jeans, hat, and gloves it was all red and blue. Ten years ago that very night after walking around for hours talking about how we wanted to be more than just friends, we found ourselves in front of the Winona Middle School and kissed for the first time sitting on the cold, concrete steps. That particular day in December was also her due date, and my 10-year ‘dating’ anniversary with Adam. On December 10, 2007, I was 9 months pregnant with my first child, my daughter Winter.
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