This past weekend was a few firsts for me. The first time I ever had a date for a wedding – for anything to be honest. And the first time I ever booked a hotel room or even stayed at one (since being a kid). The drawback, though, was how short this weekend turned out to be. I swear, every time you have something planned out or want to spend the most time with someone – it just flies right by.
Saturday was my good friend Chandra’s wedding. Her and I have known each other since high school and she’s one of the few that I still keep in touch with. Going to her wedding was important to me, and it made me happy when Ray agreed to be my date to the wedding. Fun fact: this was his first wedding.
I woke up late that morning, so I kind of rushed to get ready. But I still managed to do my makeup, curl my hair, and put fake nails on. I’ve never worn fake nails before, and I don’t think I’m going to make a habit of this. My nails have always been short, so adjusting to the extra length is actually quite a feat. This weekend I struggled doing basic things like putting clothes on and just texting was hard. How do girls do this with even longer nails? I haven’t taken them off yet because even though they were only $5, I’m getting my money’s worth out of them.
The wedding wasn’t said to start until 3pm, so when he got himself up here in town, we killed some time by running some of my own personal errands and then going to get coffee. He’s obsessed with this show called Twin Peaks, and the final episode of the latest season (came out 25 years after the previous season), just aired last night. I started to finally watch the newest season, so suffice to say – we got sidetracked talking about Twin Peaks.
We didn’t actually arrive at the wedding until 3pm. I’d been to two weddings prior to this one. The first one was my best friends’ wedding, and I was apart of it so I had been at the wedding from the start of it. The second one was for another close friend from high school, and I had showed up early to help out. So for this one, I wasn’t thinking of the wedding officially starting at 3pm. We showed up just as it was starting.
Chandra had her wedding outside at one of our local parks, and when Ray and I arrived, we walked around as she was walking, because it would’ve been weird following in behind the bride. She had the wedding under a pavilion. Ray and I stood all the way in the back because we were the last ones to show up. He had dressed in a suit and tie, and practically no one else there was as snazzy dressed as he was. Ray felt overdressed. I thought it was sweet he made sure to dress nice.
The entertaining part of the story here is that he and I were standing in the back, and about halfway through the ceremony, a caterpillar randomly falls on me. And I felt it and saw it and immediately started freaking out and flapping my hands trying to get this thing off of me (I hate bugs and creepy crawlers touching me). It wasn’t coming off and I was trying to not draw attention to myself and interrupt the ceremony, but seriously – what kind of luck is that? Or just karma for being late? I finally got it off, and Ray was laughing at me because I looked like I was on fire or something.
This caterpillar that was on me looked like it might have been poisonous or something, too. It had black and white spikes coming out of it. A little freaky looking honestly. My luck for it to fall right on me, too.
Anyways, the wedding was beautiful, and while I didn’t get to take photos of it like I had wanted to, I did manage to get Ray to take a picture with me. He’s so cute.
After the wedding we went to the reception – didn’t want to be late to that. I knew no one else there, and Ray and I sat down next to some older people who were in some relation to the bride and groom. We had a couple drinks and ate, and I got to give my congratulations to the happy couple. It was a really nice time.
We finished our second drinks and headed out to check in at the hotel. It may sound silly getting a hotel when I live in the area, but it was the only way to get some privacy with Ray, and to just have a nice place to stay at. I felt it would’ve been weird taking him home, and my mom had said she was embarrassed by our house right now. But then yesterday she let him in anyways, so maybe it was a bit ridiculous, but I have no regrets. It was the first time I ever booked a hotel room, and we split the cost anyways.
That night I took him out to the place I work at (the restaurant/bar part). He didn’t really get to meet any of my coworkers like I had hoped for, but he did get to see some of them and sort of talk. It was just busy, and from eating and drinking earlier on, he was full and tired. So we left after eating and only having one drink. Otherwise, I would have taken him to the bar and we could have bullshitted with Oscar and a few others. But on the other side of things, everyone got to see him so they now know I’m not making him up. And I wasn’t looking to drink real hard anyways.
We got to just relax and take it easy that night, and I’m really glad we got the time together. Yesterday we spent the greater part of the afternoon together as well, but we had to check out at 11am so that killed the chance to sleep in and be lazy.
It just sucks, his classes have started and he has one five week intensive class this month, so I’m probably not going to get the opportunity to see him until next month. And it’s going to really suck. This is where distance really sucks. But he wants to work things with me, and he’s trying. He’s not going to be blowing me off for some stupid reason – I even told him that school comes first. I’m never going to be that girl. Education is important, and this is his dream job. I’m not stepping in the way of that, I can wait. It just sucks waiting. If anything, though, it’s motivation to get my ass in gear with getting my license and a car. Winter is coming and I’m so dreading it. I feel like Jon Snow saying that over and over again. But as much as I love Fall, it’s so brief.
Suffice to say, the next month is going to be long for me. I might be relying on the blog even more to take my mind off of focusing on how it’s going to be awhile before I get to see him again. But it really does make me realize this is time I might actually need to get my shit together. So fingers crossed for motivation to strike. If I can accomplish something this month, then I won’t feel like I wasted the time.
September has sort of come off to a rocky start blog wise, but the rest of the month I will have daily prompts, and yes – I still plan to start these creative posts. I let last week slide because the month started on Friday and I just had no time this weekend. This week I’m going to challenge myself to write something creative. I’ll find a prompt over the next couple of days. Stay tuned!