Wednesday, August 3, 2011

From the Poop Files: A Love Story

This was originally posted last year, and I thought it would be fun to bring it back. Enjoy!

Once upon a time, there was a girl. We shall call her Drama Mama.

She was floating along in life as a single mom to a gorgeous little girl called Jellybean.  She wasn't lonely as her days were filled with hard work and keeping her daughter occupied. They were two peas in a pod who enjoyed their little life.

One day, Drama Mama was waiting at the local bus station to take the bus to work when she saw a friend of a friend parked in his taxicab at the local station.

The buses were running late as usual, and when he finished his phone call, she struck up a conversation with him, just to fill the time. He ended up offering Drama Mama a ride to work, no charge.

He asked her out on a date as he dropped her off. She gave it a quick thought, since she really wasn't looking for a relationship and figured "Why not? I deserve dinner and a movie" so she said Yes.

From that moment on, every time she called to request a cab, his was the one that was waiting for her. They would talk about everything and nothing in particular. She would ride with him for a little while as he worked. Finally, the big date came.

Drama Mama gets all dressed up. He picks her up. They decide to see "The Village". There's popcorn. There's large sodas. All the right stuff for a night at the movies.

Except there is one problem. Mr. Taxicab is the touchy-feely kind. He firmly plants his right arm across her shoulders, and his left hand on her thigh.

Throughout the ENTIRE movie. This is no joke.

She's looking for an oxygen tank to rescue her and not finding one in sight. She fakes a headache at dinner, ordering nothing. He ordered his food though, and her silly old self just couldn't stomach the date anymore and asked him to take her home.

And he did.

Two weeks later, he calls and asks for a second chance, promising to not be Mr. Space Invader. He kept his word.

Three months later, they were madly in love with each other.

Three years down the road, he changes her life completely.

They knew that they were going to spend the rest of their lives together from the moment they fell in love. February 2005, he pulled out an engagement ring, while they were stopped at a traffic light, on her birthday. He didn't say a word, just looked at her. A simple "well, duh!" later, her ring finger was decorated with shiny new bling.

He may not have been who I was expecting, but he certainly has done everything in his power to make my dreams come true. He is my forever love. He is, and forever will be, my Knight in Shining Armor.

For better, for worse, through the uglies, and the beautiful, we are bound to each other for eternity. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

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