Should I call or should I wait to see if he calls me? The only problem is I was stupid and didn’t give him my number. How could I be so stupid!!! I didn’t call guys. They called me. A guy should be the one to make the first move. I agonized all morning the next day about that. I drove my coworkers insane asking them what they thought I should do. I think I picked up the phone at least a dozen times to call him only to hang up after dialing only one or two numbers. Finally, after I ate lunch, I got some courage together and picked up the phone again. This time I actually dialed all the numbers. I think I was holding my breath in anticipation of hearing that sexy voice again. And then he answered… “Hello”
And I just sat there for a minute. I suddenly couldn’t find my voice. What was going on? I never had a hard time talking to people on the phone. And then I heard “Hello” and this time I said “Hi. It’s me… From last night.” Pause… Oh no! Did he already forget me? Was he hoping that I wouldn’t call him? Was he getting ready to hang up on me? And then he said the most beautiful words… “I was hoping you would call me." And with that I was finally able to breathe. Ok things are good now. He was waiting for my call. Later he told me that he was actually jumping up and down in the car when he saw my number on his caller ID. We talked for a few minutes but he was getting ready to eat lunch. And asked if I would call him back later. I said I would and hung up with the biggest smile on my face.
I decided that I was going to hunt for his radio station so that I could listen to his show that afternoon at work. After about an hour of trying I finally found it and was able to listen. He had the sexiest radio voice I had ever heard!! While I was outside taking a break, my boss called him and said, “Would you play a song for her because she is driving us nuts talking about you. We just want her to shut up already.” I had no idea this was going on until I came back inside and she told me that she talked to him. I was mortified. I thought that if he didn’t already think I was nuts he sure would now. But then I heard him say “This song is for Sarah from Big John.” And then he played the song You’re Beginning to Get to Me by Clay Walker.(ignore the cheesy video. It's the only one I could find.) I listened to the song with butterflies fluttering in my belly the whole time.
I called him later that day to see if he wanted to come over that night and sing karaoke with my family. Yes, we sing karaoke. But he had to work early the next morning and then he was leaving for Nashville, TN for the rest of the weekend. I told him where we would be if he changed his mind. A little while later, he called me back and asked if the invitation was still good because he wanted to come over and spend the evening with me. I was so excited. Not only did I just meet him the night before, but he was knowingly coming to hang out with me, my parents, my older brother, and some friends. Which meant he wasn’t afraid of meeting my family. He came that night and we had a blast. He hit it off with my whole family and my friends that were there. He ended up staying until midnight despite the fact that he had to be at work at 5am the next day and he had an hour drive back home. He left with a promise to call me when he got back from TN on Monday.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Fireworks
It’s coming to the time of year when people get together and barbecue and light fireworks. Ahh, the Fourth of July. I love to go and watch the fireworks. We usually have a cook-out for our family and friends and then walk over to the park and watch the wonderful fireworks display they have. And then we go home and go right to bed since it is usually a week night. This year we don’t have to worry about that since it’s on a Friday. Which is good since our neighbors usually keep us up until all hours of the night setting off their own arsenal of explosives. It usually doesn’t bother me that much when it’s on July 4th. However, when you start 2 weeks ahead of time it gets a little old.
Last night, we started hearing the boom of fire crackers at about 7pm. Again, perfectly fine with me as long as you stop when it’s time for bed. Well, needless to say, they didn’t stop at bedtime. It wasn’t until 10:15 that it started to bother us. Big John gets up at 4 am so he treasures his sleep at night. I told him that if they were still going at 10:30 I was going to go downstairs and call the police. So sure enough, at 10:30 I got up and went downstairs and looked out my window to see who it was. It was our next door neighbors. There were 4 kids out there with no adult supervision at all. They looked to range in age from about 6or 7 to 15 or 16. They were not being very smart about it, throwing the bottle rockets at each other and toward the houses and trying to blow up the road closed sign in front of their house. They were essentially being normal boys that needed adult supervision. So I called the police and reported the disturbance and told them the address of the house next door. Then I went and watched out the window. I wanted to see how the boys would react when the cops came pulling up. Well, about 30 minutes went by and there were still no cops. So Big John got out of bed to see what was taking so long. He ended up calling the cops again and the dispatcher told him that he was about the 5th person to call in the last 2 minutes about it. So she said that our local town police were in the next town over assisting them with an emergency but were on their way back now.
The town we live in is pretty small. We live on Main St. so everything in town is on our street. There are 2 bars about a block away from our house. Right after Big John got off of the phone we saw the kids' mom staggering down the sidewalk coming from the bar. She told them to knock it off and get in the house.
SILENCE AT LAST!! We went up to bed and didn’t wait to see if and when the cops finally showed up. But I heard a car door about 15 minutes later so I figure that was them. I hope they put the fear of God in those kids and the mother as well. She should’ve been home with her kids instead of at the bar all night. What if something would’ve happened? Those kids could’ve blown their fingers off or worse. And there she was at the bar.
Big John has decided that if they do it again he is going to get some firecrackers and set them off on their front porch when he leaves for work in the morning. I think it’s a good idea!!
Last night, we started hearing the boom of fire crackers at about 7pm. Again, perfectly fine with me as long as you stop when it’s time for bed. Well, needless to say, they didn’t stop at bedtime. It wasn’t until 10:15 that it started to bother us. Big John gets up at 4 am so he treasures his sleep at night. I told him that if they were still going at 10:30 I was going to go downstairs and call the police. So sure enough, at 10:30 I got up and went downstairs and looked out my window to see who it was. It was our next door neighbors. There were 4 kids out there with no adult supervision at all. They looked to range in age from about 6or 7 to 15 or 16. They were not being very smart about it, throwing the bottle rockets at each other and toward the houses and trying to blow up the road closed sign in front of their house. They were essentially being normal boys that needed adult supervision. So I called the police and reported the disturbance and told them the address of the house next door. Then I went and watched out the window. I wanted to see how the boys would react when the cops came pulling up. Well, about 30 minutes went by and there were still no cops. So Big John got out of bed to see what was taking so long. He ended up calling the cops again and the dispatcher told him that he was about the 5th person to call in the last 2 minutes about it. So she said that our local town police were in the next town over assisting them with an emergency but were on their way back now.
The town we live in is pretty small. We live on Main St. so everything in town is on our street. There are 2 bars about a block away from our house. Right after Big John got off of the phone we saw the kids' mom staggering down the sidewalk coming from the bar. She told them to knock it off and get in the house.
SILENCE AT LAST!! We went up to bed and didn’t wait to see if and when the cops finally showed up. But I heard a car door about 15 minutes later so I figure that was them. I hope they put the fear of God in those kids and the mother as well. She should’ve been home with her kids instead of at the bar all night. What if something would’ve happened? Those kids could’ve blown their fingers off or worse. And there she was at the bar.
Big John has decided that if they do it again he is going to get some firecrackers and set them off on their front porch when he leaves for work in the morning. I think it’s a good idea!!
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Hormones
You know how they say that when you're pregnant your hormones go wild? Let's just say that I am in that stage right now. I have been the moodiest person this week. I guess not so moody as I am grumpy and ready to rip someone's head off at the drop of a hat. I feel so sorry for Big John. He doesn't know when it's coming. He just knows that he better be prepared for an explosion.
To the lady that cut me off on the highway the other day... I'm sorry I honked at you and cussed at you and tailgated you. You caught me on a bad day and you are lucky I didn't speed up and rear end you. I think I need to get a big flashing neon sign that says "WARNING PREGNANT WOMAN BEHIND THE WHEEL. STAY AWAY!!!" Do they make those???
Hopefully, this moodiness will be short lived. I woke up in a really good mood today. Granted, I've only been up for about an hour and I am home alone and I haven't left the house yet. But so far, so good!!
To the lady that cut me off on the highway the other day... I'm sorry I honked at you and cussed at you and tailgated you. You caught me on a bad day and you are lucky I didn't speed up and rear end you. I think I need to get a big flashing neon sign that says "WARNING PREGNANT WOMAN BEHIND THE WHEEL. STAY AWAY!!!" Do they make those???
Hopefully, this moodiness will be short lived. I woke up in a really good mood today. Granted, I've only been up for about an hour and I am home alone and I haven't left the house yet. But so far, so good!!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
How Big John and I Came To Be Part 2
“There's someone I want you to meet.” I never knew that one sentence could change my life so much. I told her that I would meet this guy but I didn’t want to date him. I was in the getting to know myself stage and nothing was going to mess that up. So she called him to see if he was up for it. She called me back and said that she set it up for the next night. There was a bar in a little town not too far away that was filming their T.V. commercial. So we were going to go and see if we could be in it. Now, I must inform you that at the time all this took place I was only 19. I was worried about being able to get in the bar but she told me not to worry about it. I looked old enough and they would be happy to have a crowd for the commercial. So I agreed.
I was so nervous all day. I had told my coworkers all about mystery guy. I cheated a little though. My friend had told me that mystery guy was a DJ on a country radio station and told me the name of the station. So at work that day, I Googled the radio station to see if there was anything about mystery guy on there. I lucked out. There was a lot of information and there was even a picture!! When I got off of work, I drove over to my friend’s house and picked her up and went to the bar. It was a tiny hole in the wall place and we were the first ones there. I kept going to the bathroom to make sure my hair looked ok and that my make-up still looked good. Finally, I heard her say that he just pulled in the parking lot across the street. My stomach started doing flip flops. I told myself to stop getting so worked up. I was absolutely not going to be interested in this guy! And then he walked in…
I have to be completely honest here. The first thing I noticed was that he was incredibly tall. And then I saw his gorgeous blue eyes. And then I saw his… pasty white legs. But then I quickly went back to his eyes and his smile. I think I might have melted a little in that moment. He sat down next to me and we started talking. For a while, things were a little awkward but then as the evening wore on it got better. We were actually in the commercial. We got to go outside and walk in to the bar arm in arm. After the cheesy commercial was done filming, the owners gave a round of drinks to everyone that helped. I actually drank an alcoholic beverage. We decided that we didn’t want the night to end there so we went to BW3’s and got a bite to eat. I was completely mesmerized by this new guy. He was hot, fun to talk to, and he seemed like a really good guy. When we finally decided to call it a night I was really nervous. I didn’t know if he would try to kiss me and I didn’t know if I wanted him to. He walked me to my car and said what a good time he had. He gave me his business card with his cell phone number written on the back and then gave me a hug and said that he hoped to hear from me soon. I was not really thinking so I didn’t give him my phone number. He got in the car and drove away leaving me standing there with my belly doing somersaults cursing my stupidity for not giving him my number. This meant I was going to have to call him…
I was so nervous all day. I had told my coworkers all about mystery guy. I cheated a little though. My friend had told me that mystery guy was a DJ on a country radio station and told me the name of the station. So at work that day, I Googled the radio station to see if there was anything about mystery guy on there. I lucked out. There was a lot of information and there was even a picture!! When I got off of work, I drove over to my friend’s house and picked her up and went to the bar. It was a tiny hole in the wall place and we were the first ones there. I kept going to the bathroom to make sure my hair looked ok and that my make-up still looked good. Finally, I heard her say that he just pulled in the parking lot across the street. My stomach started doing flip flops. I told myself to stop getting so worked up. I was absolutely not going to be interested in this guy! And then he walked in…
I have to be completely honest here. The first thing I noticed was that he was incredibly tall. And then I saw his gorgeous blue eyes. And then I saw his… pasty white legs. But then I quickly went back to his eyes and his smile. I think I might have melted a little in that moment. He sat down next to me and we started talking. For a while, things were a little awkward but then as the evening wore on it got better. We were actually in the commercial. We got to go outside and walk in to the bar arm in arm. After the cheesy commercial was done filming, the owners gave a round of drinks to everyone that helped. I actually drank an alcoholic beverage. We decided that we didn’t want the night to end there so we went to BW3’s and got a bite to eat. I was completely mesmerized by this new guy. He was hot, fun to talk to, and he seemed like a really good guy. When we finally decided to call it a night I was really nervous. I didn’t know if he would try to kiss me and I didn’t know if I wanted him to. He walked me to my car and said what a good time he had. He gave me his business card with his cell phone number written on the back and then gave me a hug and said that he hoped to hear from me soon. I was not really thinking so I didn’t give him my phone number. He got in the car and drove away leaving me standing there with my belly doing somersaults cursing my stupidity for not giving him my number. This meant I was going to have to call him…
Thursday, June 12, 2008
How Big John and I came to be
This is one of my favorite stories to tell!! So sit back, grab some popcorn and a drink and get ready to be swept off your feet like I was.
I was always the type of person that had a boyfriend. I never really dated around. I had one guy at a time and it was usually long term. Well, six months in high school was considered long term. I had had my share of heartbreaks and my share of true love or so I thought. I thought I was going to marry almost every guy I dated from about 16 on. All I ever wanted to do was get married and have kids. And be a stay at home mom. I mostly dated older guys because the guys my age were stupid and immature. When I was 16, I actually dated a guy that was 23 and lived about an hour away from me. I used to drive to his apartment on the weekends and he would come and see me sometimes. I really thought he was the one for me but he never really wanted to settle down. So then I met the motorcycle man and I was in heaven. He was the perfect gentleman at first. In fact, he took almost 6 months just to kiss me for the first time. I know that it sounds lame but at the time I thought it was really sweet!!
We dated for a year and were hot and heavy. He had a motorcycle and we would go riding with a huge group of friends on the weekends. We also got to the point that we would go to his friend’s house and they would sit and play games on the PlayStation for HOURS!!! I would just sit and watch being bored out of my mind. But we only really spent Saturday nights together and sometimes on Sunday afternoon. He worked second shift through the week and I was working first shift. So we didn’t see each other through the week at all. Friday night was guy’s night out. Which usually meant they went to the strip club every Friday night. That should’ve been a warning sign right there. But I was trying to be the cool, non-controlling girlfriend so I never said anything about it.
After a while I grew tired of being second to his friends and the stupid PlayStation so I ended things. My brother then decided that I shouldn’t be single and hooked me up with one of his friends. Again, I thought I was in love. We talked about getting married all the time. But there were some major warning signs that I totally missed. He didn’t drive because he didn’t have a driver’s license. He couldn’t hold down a job and was working at Papa John’s Pizza part time. He wanted to become a stripper because he thought he could be successful at it. He decided one Sunday that things weren’t working out between us and I was pretty devastated. I decided that I really wanted to be single for a while. You know, try to find out who I am and what I am looking for in life… and all that nonsense. I was going to college at night while working full time during the day. The Wednesday after stripper man broke up with me I decided to skip class and stay home feeling sorry for myself. My friend called to talk to my mom about something and I ended up telling her my sob story. She then said the sentence that would change my life… “There’s someone I want you to meet.”
To be continued…
I was always the type of person that had a boyfriend. I never really dated around. I had one guy at a time and it was usually long term. Well, six months in high school was considered long term. I had had my share of heartbreaks and my share of true love or so I thought. I thought I was going to marry almost every guy I dated from about 16 on. All I ever wanted to do was get married and have kids. And be a stay at home mom. I mostly dated older guys because the guys my age were stupid and immature. When I was 16, I actually dated a guy that was 23 and lived about an hour away from me. I used to drive to his apartment on the weekends and he would come and see me sometimes. I really thought he was the one for me but he never really wanted to settle down. So then I met the motorcycle man and I was in heaven. He was the perfect gentleman at first. In fact, he took almost 6 months just to kiss me for the first time. I know that it sounds lame but at the time I thought it was really sweet!!
We dated for a year and were hot and heavy. He had a motorcycle and we would go riding with a huge group of friends on the weekends. We also got to the point that we would go to his friend’s house and they would sit and play games on the PlayStation for HOURS!!! I would just sit and watch being bored out of my mind. But we only really spent Saturday nights together and sometimes on Sunday afternoon. He worked second shift through the week and I was working first shift. So we didn’t see each other through the week at all. Friday night was guy’s night out. Which usually meant they went to the strip club every Friday night. That should’ve been a warning sign right there. But I was trying to be the cool, non-controlling girlfriend so I never said anything about it.
After a while I grew tired of being second to his friends and the stupid PlayStation so I ended things. My brother then decided that I shouldn’t be single and hooked me up with one of his friends. Again, I thought I was in love. We talked about getting married all the time. But there were some major warning signs that I totally missed. He didn’t drive because he didn’t have a driver’s license. He couldn’t hold down a job and was working at Papa John’s Pizza part time. He wanted to become a stripper because he thought he could be successful at it. He decided one Sunday that things weren’t working out between us and I was pretty devastated. I decided that I really wanted to be single for a while. You know, try to find out who I am and what I am looking for in life… and all that nonsense. I was going to college at night while working full time during the day. The Wednesday after stripper man broke up with me I decided to skip class and stay home feeling sorry for myself. My friend called to talk to my mom about something and I ended up telling her my sob story. She then said the sentence that would change my life… “There’s someone I want you to meet.”
To be continued…
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