An Epic First Date...as classified by the Richter Magnitude Scale
This past Saturday night (and ever since) was amazing...exciting, sweet, different, intense. Everything felt right. So right that I was (am) a little scared. I want to share every detail, the facts, the emotions, the thoughts. But I've probably already said too much. And anyway, I want to start with the end. Yes, even the end was wonderfully fun (although I didn't want it to end...am I making any sense?).
Saying Goodbye
We're at my car (he walked me to my car = brownie point) and when we were ready to leave (it was really hard to go...I don't know if either of us were ready = lots of brownie points), he asked me to call him when I got home (brownie point).
Goodnight Phone Conversation
So, we're talking a bit. He tells me he's having flashbacks of the evening (brownie point). I tell him I have been recounting the evening myself (hmmmm, do I get brownie points?). And I keep talking.
Suddenly, a rumbling on the phone. I hear this intense, deep, somewhat roaring sound. I've never experienced an earthquake, but the noise was just how I've always imagined it to be.
I call his name, still unsure of what I was hearing. Shhhh...I'm listening intently...and there it is again.
GGGGRRRRRAAAAAAAWWWW
He's snoring!
At this point I'm thinking to myself, "God, I hope he was just really tired and relaxed from the drinks we had earlier, and not because I bored him." (Should I deduct the brownie points? I can't. I like him too much.)
The Fun Begins
My daughter walks in, astonished and somewhat appalled that I was on the phone at that hour (mind you, she's 9 and still awake...but that's another story). She asks to whom I'm talking. I tell her he's snoring. She says, "Mommy, poor thing, he's probably really tired. Hang up!"
I call his name once again (I think I'm enjoying that) at a moment of silence, hoping I can wake him up.
GGGGRRRRRAAAAAAAWWWW
I chuckle, which is all it takes to get my daughter started laughing. I try to quiet her, fearing he might wake up and hear her. (Yea, right! It was REM sleep at its best.)
Moment of silence..."Hellooooooo..." I call his name.
GGGGRRRRRAAAAAAAWWWW
I'm laughing a bit harder now, and my daughter is cracking up!
Moment of silence..."Helloooooo! I'm hanging up!"
GGGGRRRRRAAAAAAAWWWW
This time, my daughter hears the GGGGRRRRRAAAAAAAWWWW and loses it completely. We are pretty much hysterical at this point, crying from laughing so hard...the kind of laugh that comes from deep inside your belly and shakes you so much it hurts.
What an awesome laugh!
He wakes up!!! He realizes what happened, I tell him about our belly laugh, he laughs (as much as one can laugh when half asleep), and we hang up.
So, that was the end of that night. What he didn't know yet was how much my daughter loves to lay in bed and have laughing attacks before going to sleep. She loves to laugh and make others laugh. It was perfect. A perfect ending to a perfect evening...and hopefully just the beginning.
If we continue to enjoy each other the way we did that night and make each other laugh the way we have already done several times [I'll let you insert something wonderful here].
The Next Morning
Okay, I just can't end with the ending. I'm compelled to continue with our conversation the next morning because something happened...he said something that touched me so deeply...it rocked my core.
He said it was a special feeling to wake up hearing her laughter in the background. He said it was a great feeling to woo a fantastic woman and priceless to make her child totally lose it with laughter.
I'm still melting. (And my brownie points calculator blew up. Anyone have one I can borrow?) :O)
P.S. 'Epic' on the Richter scale stands for "never recorded" and "extremely rare." ;o) Read about the Richter Magnitude Scale.
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