I got there on Thursday and it took over two hours (gasp) to get up to Lansdale from the airport. And m picked me up and stepped out of the car with heels and shades and that sassy style she always oozes. (MAN, I love her.)
Anyway, after I was blasted with m-hottness we headed *directly* to the beer distributor to cool off with a case of Strongbows. I don’t even really remember the details of that night except we ended up sitting on her stoop drinking until the early morning hours. (Which we also did on Friday night as well. Really, if that’s all I do when I’m in Souderton, I am a happy girl.)
I *love* having conversations with m. We have different approaches to life’s most serious questions, but always come to similar conclusions on things, with laughter. I am always learning from her. She’s really so special to me. I didn’t even blink at flying in for her birthday. And it didn’t have to be some stewpid special number like “30″. (Puh-lease.)
We slept in on Friday together and later on volunteered at AC’s foozball game. I totally thought he scored, at one point, only to realize it was the other team’s player of the same number. (I am completely football retarded.)
That night we had vegan tacos at her mom’s house with family and they were SO GOOD. Her mom also made this delicious vegan lemon cake. (I nearly died, but kept it together by only having two pieces.)
Saturday the BG flew in and I swear it was like we hadn’t been apart for a month. All the missing and hard work and patience is worth it to me, when I see him finally. My heart absolutely grows fonder. :)
I tried to, during the morning hours on Saturday before the BG’s arrival, remain calm about seeing him, keep m near the house and imagine all these people that were going to show up later that afternoon. Jason and I had been secretly planning on having friends and family stop over to wish the special girl a happy birthday. (She’s so damn feisty though. “Let’s go to the bike race!”… I’m like, uhhh. Ok then! Uhhhh!?)
It worked out. Jason had managed to get her (and us) to walk back by saying some “friends had stopped by”. There were already about twelve people there when we arrived back home. Steadily, more people appeared… coworkers, friends, neighbors and more family. She didn’t quite get it at first, I don’t think.
We had so much food, so many people and so much fun. It was perfect. I drank more Strongbows during the weekend than I ever have on any occasion. (We went through something like four cases!)
BG and I shared an amazing night together and then geared up to be taken to the airport on Sunday. I’ll admit that saying goodbye wasn’t as hard this time, because we had talked more about our future and our dreams over the weekend. Maybe a part of me has gotten used to the distance, a bit. I have a lot going on now that he’s gone, and I miss him still. But it’s ok; we’re both on important missions. :) I’ll see him in two months before Thanksgiving.
I know m had a great weekend, and it was particularly fantastic for me because I was around my favorite people in the world. I told m that she should bring AC down to my parents’ house during the Xmas break so that we can all hang out together. (My mom hasn’t seen her in seven years and I think they only met once.)
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Yay for family, friends, bffs and boyfriends that rock my world.
Flickr pics located here. :)








