My flight to Seattle on Friday afternoon to visit Cora went smoooothly. (Yeah, with 4 o's, that's how nice things went. You can read about it here.)
The plan for the evening was to meet up with the ~E-nchanting and ~E-lusive Ms. ~E from ~E Deconstructed. For those of you unfamiliar with ~E, let me get this out of the way first. There is NOTHING "deconstructed" about this young lady. She has it all put together quite nicely.
Before we were set to meet up with them, however, Cora and I had some time to kill, so we did the All-American thing, and walked around the mall. (Okay, we made out in the car for a while, but Seattle is undergoing a heat wave, and the car was like an oven that we where adding extra heat to. It was either go inside, or burn a tank of gas idling while the A/C ran.) We walked around the mall, kind of doing more exercise laps than anything. I was waiting for my right ear to clear. It wasn't painful, but I was deaf as a post on that side. After routine stops to spin Cora toward me, wish her "Happy Birthday" and give her a kiss right there in the middle of the mall (yes, we're THAT couple, get over it), Cora came to a dead stop.
Crossing our path not 20 yards in front of us were: Cora's mother, daughter, sister, niece, and nephew. And they were carrying the shopping bags with Cora's birthday presents in them! Ooops! Luckily, they didn't see us. Well, eventually Cora's niece did, but she's only 2, so was cool, and didn't spill the beans.
Close call, but were now over the mall. I had managed to pinch my nose, and blow hard enough to pop my ear so that I could hear, and sent puffs of air out of my tear ducts, so that was good too.
Cora and I got to the Bahama Breeze a little early, to get our names in and all. And they seated us right away. (This will occur again on this trip.) Fine, it's 8:00, which for me feels like 10:00 (I never did get on Pacific time this trip), so I was happy to sit early, get a drink and an appetizer, and gaze across the table at the birthday girl and let about every other sentence be, "I love you." (Yes, I'm THAT guy, get over it.) One flat bread pizza and a Captain and diet or two later, (but I must state, right on time), ~E and her friend Nerick from no so ge-Nerick joined us.I write this next bit knowing that my girlfriend is reading it: ~E is drop dead gorgeous (Cora may have mentioned this yesterday.) You've seen her do beauty tips on her beauty blog, but nothing prepares you for the "live and in person" effect. And after hanging out with her for at least 2 hours, I have to say, her physical beauty is a pale imitation of the inner beauty of this woman. Although I must admit it was a tad difficult keeping eye contact with her, due to a certain other STUNNING attribute she has. I mean SERIOUSLY look at her smile! (You thought I was talking about her B(.)(.)Bs, didn't you? Pervs!)
But, as mentioned, jet lag was kicking my buttox, so Cora decided to whisk my off for a steamy, sweaty night in bed. (PERVS! I do declare. It was like 95 in her house with no air conditioning.) But I did find the BLOWing JOB that the fan did helped me relax immensely. Oh, you went dirty on that, too?
SHAME ON YOU! ;-)