Here is a picture of the ring, which does NOT do it justice! It is such a beautiful ring!
Friday, November 20, 2009
He PROPOSED!!!!!
Michael proposed last night! I am oh SO excited!
Mike took the day off work yesterday to prepare a little bit (mentally) and also to decorate my car. He had talked to my brother Jeff about making sure I had work to do while he decorated, and Jeff recruited everyone else to help make sure I stayed occupied and away from windows so I wouldn't look out in the parking lot and see them decorating. When I walked out to my car, I could tell something was in it, and on the driver's seat. When I got to my door I saw all the flowers (pink Gerber daisies, my favorite) placed all over the two front seats. All 2 dozen of them had a reason he loved me, an inside joke or lyrics from songs that we both like a lot, although one of them said 'Happy 3 month anniversary (9 days early)', which threw me off (I thought it was just a very sweet and early 3 month present). There was also a single rose weaved through my steering wheel that just had a plain white ribbon tied around it.
I had decided to try out for Iota Idol, which fell on the same night Mike had planned to propose, so he had to rearrange his plans a little bit. Luckily, there was a question & answer round, so after I got through the first round (John and Blurrr were in on the plan, so they knew I had to at least get through that, and therefore the elimination was after the first 2 rounds), we moved on to the Q&A. The girls were going in the order that we signed up in, and since I was number 2, I walked up to the front and was told that the order was being rearranged a little bit, so I walked back to my seat and sat down. Nate then called me up after everyone else had been asked their questions and out of the corner of my eye, I see John walking in from one side with three roses, all with a white ribbon tied around each one, and Blurrr walking in from the other, again with 3 roses. Nate then announced to everyone that someone else was going to be asking my question, and Michael walked up from the back of the gym, got down on one knee and asked me to marry him!!! I smothered him in kisses, and somewhere in the process, I said yes and he found my finger and put the ring on. Everyone was happy and excited (and yes, there were a lot of screams from the girls) and also wanted to see my ring.
We stayed for about 5 more minutes to finish talking to people, then I told John I was withdrawing (for obvious reasons), and we went to my house to talk to Mom and Dad and let them, and Brad and Heather (who are staying at my house while Brad does a rotation at the U hospital) know what happened. Everyone already knew, but waited for me to announce it. Mike had also brought some Sparkling Apple Cider, so we opened that and drank it in celebration. He had also talked to Becca (Jeff's wife, who does flowers), and she brought over a bouquet of roses that were placed on my bed in my room, which I didn't find until after he had proposed.
I had no clue that he was going to propose last night, and was totally unprepared for it. Michael is such a sweet, caring, WONDERFUL fiance, and I can't wait until we're married so that I get to spend all the time I want with him (for eternity)!!!
Mike took the day off work yesterday to prepare a little bit (mentally) and also to decorate my car. He had talked to my brother Jeff about making sure I had work to do while he decorated, and Jeff recruited everyone else to help make sure I stayed occupied and away from windows so I wouldn't look out in the parking lot and see them decorating. When I walked out to my car, I could tell something was in it, and on the driver's seat. When I got to my door I saw all the flowers (pink Gerber daisies, my favorite) placed all over the two front seats. All 2 dozen of them had a reason he loved me, an inside joke or lyrics from songs that we both like a lot, although one of them said 'Happy 3 month anniversary (9 days early)', which threw me off (I thought it was just a very sweet and early 3 month present). There was also a single rose weaved through my steering wheel that just had a plain white ribbon tied around it.
I had decided to try out for Iota Idol, which fell on the same night Mike had planned to propose, so he had to rearrange his plans a little bit. Luckily, there was a question & answer round, so after I got through the first round (John and Blurrr were in on the plan, so they knew I had to at least get through that, and therefore the elimination was after the first 2 rounds), we moved on to the Q&A. The girls were going in the order that we signed up in, and since I was number 2, I walked up to the front and was told that the order was being rearranged a little bit, so I walked back to my seat and sat down. Nate then called me up after everyone else had been asked their questions and out of the corner of my eye, I see John walking in from one side with three roses, all with a white ribbon tied around each one, and Blurrr walking in from the other, again with 3 roses. Nate then announced to everyone that someone else was going to be asking my question, and Michael walked up from the back of the gym, got down on one knee and asked me to marry him!!! I smothered him in kisses, and somewhere in the process, I said yes and he found my finger and put the ring on. Everyone was happy and excited (and yes, there were a lot of screams from the girls) and also wanted to see my ring.
We stayed for about 5 more minutes to finish talking to people, then I told John I was withdrawing (for obvious reasons), and we went to my house to talk to Mom and Dad and let them, and Brad and Heather (who are staying at my house while Brad does a rotation at the U hospital) know what happened. Everyone already knew, but waited for me to announce it. Mike had also brought some Sparkling Apple Cider, so we opened that and drank it in celebration. He had also talked to Becca (Jeff's wife, who does flowers), and she brought over a bouquet of roses that were placed on my bed in my room, which I didn't find until after he had proposed.
I had no clue that he was going to propose last night, and was totally unprepared for it. Michael is such a sweet, caring, WONDERFUL fiance, and I can't wait until we're married so that I get to spend all the time I want with him (for eternity)!!!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Forgiveness vs Permission...
Well in all honesty it is only the latter half of the title that should receive any attention. That's right this post is all about how I (Michael, or for those of you who are confused of who the authors are, Wolf) asked Nicole's parents (yes, both of them cause I find it futile to only receive one parents permission) for their permission to marry Nicole, or rather to ask her to marry me.
First let it be said that I feel like I put actually asking off for way WAY to long. I even had a few opportunities to ask but didn't take them and instead turned them into "getting to know you" opportunities since I felt her father and I didn't adequately know one another. But then again I'm not sure that there is ever a moment where you feel like he knows you well enough for you to ask that question.
The mere thought of asking for permission was almost life ending, at least that's the way it ended up in my mind. I'll take this moment to give you some insight into my mind. I am a worse case scenario thinker, I will always think of in my opinion the worst possible outcome of a situation and plan for that. This method of thinking allows for two wonderful things: First, I'm usually prepared for just about anything to go wrong when and if it does. Second, when things don't go wrong or as wrong as I thought they would, it's almost euphoric.
Anyway, on with the story...Having procrastinated the event long enough, and received a few emails from Nicole's mother regarding some timing I decided to call Nicole's father to set a time when we could talk. Naturally I decided to do this as I'm driving to pick up Nicole from work to take her to class as her car is in the shop. Sitting in the parking lot of Nicole's work, staring at my phone while mustering the courage to actually dial the number Nicole sneaks out of work (I say sneaks because I didn't see or hear her) and attempts to open the passenger door to my car which is still incidentally locked. Let me just say I had no idea my heart could beat that fast or what the roof of my car felt like as I hit the ceiling. Needless to say the phone call to her father had to be postponed.
Arriving at my house after dropping Nicole off at class I once again set out to the task of calling Nicole's father. Sitting in the very old lazy boy (it swallows you up in comfort that's how old it is) I finally convince my self to just do it...45 minutes later I placed my call. Despite my silent prayers that I'll get sent to voice mail and be able to ask for a return call her father answers, and I manage to make a bit of small talk before admitting that there was something I would like to talk to him and his wife about and ask if there was a good time that we could meet. I recall even mentioning something about going out for dessert. After a very brief discussion we decided on 7:30pm that very evening.
Mortified and relieved all at once I hung up the phone and called one of my Iota brothers for support. Almost an hour passes and I'm beginning to feel better, most of what helped was two things: First, he had to know what was about to happen. Second, there wasn't anything I could do to stop it now. In short metaphor form, there was a giant boulder at the top of the mountain which was visible to her father and I had finally pushed it rolling down the slope. It was going to reach the bottom no matter what I did the only thing I could control was how.
Luckily my father had asked me if I was interested in going to dinner with him that evening. I agreed and we were off to Dask's (a little Greek restaurant in the Old Mill area). At dinner I talked to my father about what it was like when he asked my grandfather for permission to marry my mother. He related the story of how, when, where and other such things, to be honest I don't know that it helped my nerves any but I don't think anything would have.
Well the time came to leave for Nicole's house to meet with her parents. I got in my car and started heading that direction. About five minutes in to the drive (which is only about 20 min on a bad day) I thought of something that I thought might help, that was to pray. So I began to pray vocally, which felt a little weird at first seeing as I was also driving so I couldn't close my eyes without being a safety hazard, but shortly after beginning my pray I felt two emotions I felt a calming peace (don't get me wrong I was still so nervous the car probably should have been in every lane on the freeway at once but it was different I can't really explain it) and the second emotion was humility. In all honesty I understand where that last one came from because I was reflecting on my life, my imperfections, and what I had set out to do. To spell out that last part for you so you understand a little more, I was asking Nicole's father and mother for permission to marry their last child and ONLY daughter, in short the "Princess".
I arrived at the Holbrook residence slightly late, only by three minutes, and took a brief moment to try to calm my nerves. Approaching the door I uttered one last prayer and then I knocked. I can't tell you who opened the door and invited me in cause I don't remember, nor do I remember the small talk that occurred prior to the question. What I can tell you is that I was invited in to their family room where I sat on one end of the couch. Nicole's mother sat to my right, also on the couch, while her father pulled the recliner around to sort of face us on my left. After a few moments of small casual conversation which I can only imagine consisted of things like "how are you doing?" I finally managed to start into the question, leading with something to the extent of "there is something I'd like to ask you both...".
Having a fairly good idea what the answer would be...oh who am I kidding I knew what the answer would be...but I also knew that there were some concerns which I think is what I was really nervous about. To my great relief permission was given happily and almost right away. The concerns were expressed and discussed, some advice was offered and greatly appreciated and then, since I had mentioned possibly taking them out for dessert a lemon meringue pie was produced and enjoyed by the three of us.
Brad and Heather returned (Nicole's brother and sister-in-law) and were conveniently left in the dark about why I was really there as Nicole had given me a text book to deliver to Brad. Then Nicole returned home from her class, not knowing I had been there for several hours as we used the text book once again for a reason why I was there before her.
Needless to say I was thrilled! I could hardly contain my excitement and started making the necessary preparations to propose, coming up with the plan, involving those who were needed to the plan, and obtaining a suitable ring...
In hind sight, I understand why I was so nervous but what a great experience! Thank you Dave and Arline!
First let it be said that I feel like I put actually asking off for way WAY to long. I even had a few opportunities to ask but didn't take them and instead turned them into "getting to know you" opportunities since I felt her father and I didn't adequately know one another. But then again I'm not sure that there is ever a moment where you feel like he knows you well enough for you to ask that question.
The mere thought of asking for permission was almost life ending, at least that's the way it ended up in my mind. I'll take this moment to give you some insight into my mind. I am a worse case scenario thinker, I will always think of in my opinion the worst possible outcome of a situation and plan for that. This method of thinking allows for two wonderful things: First, I'm usually prepared for just about anything to go wrong when and if it does. Second, when things don't go wrong or as wrong as I thought they would, it's almost euphoric.
Anyway, on with the story...Having procrastinated the event long enough, and received a few emails from Nicole's mother regarding some timing I decided to call Nicole's father to set a time when we could talk. Naturally I decided to do this as I'm driving to pick up Nicole from work to take her to class as her car is in the shop. Sitting in the parking lot of Nicole's work, staring at my phone while mustering the courage to actually dial the number Nicole sneaks out of work (I say sneaks because I didn't see or hear her) and attempts to open the passenger door to my car which is still incidentally locked. Let me just say I had no idea my heart could beat that fast or what the roof of my car felt like as I hit the ceiling. Needless to say the phone call to her father had to be postponed.
Arriving at my house after dropping Nicole off at class I once again set out to the task of calling Nicole's father. Sitting in the very old lazy boy (it swallows you up in comfort that's how old it is) I finally convince my self to just do it...45 minutes later I placed my call. Despite my silent prayers that I'll get sent to voice mail and be able to ask for a return call her father answers, and I manage to make a bit of small talk before admitting that there was something I would like to talk to him and his wife about and ask if there was a good time that we could meet. I recall even mentioning something about going out for dessert. After a very brief discussion we decided on 7:30pm that very evening.
Mortified and relieved all at once I hung up the phone and called one of my Iota brothers for support. Almost an hour passes and I'm beginning to feel better, most of what helped was two things: First, he had to know what was about to happen. Second, there wasn't anything I could do to stop it now. In short metaphor form, there was a giant boulder at the top of the mountain which was visible to her father and I had finally pushed it rolling down the slope. It was going to reach the bottom no matter what I did the only thing I could control was how.
Luckily my father had asked me if I was interested in going to dinner with him that evening. I agreed and we were off to Dask's (a little Greek restaurant in the Old Mill area). At dinner I talked to my father about what it was like when he asked my grandfather for permission to marry my mother. He related the story of how, when, where and other such things, to be honest I don't know that it helped my nerves any but I don't think anything would have.
Well the time came to leave for Nicole's house to meet with her parents. I got in my car and started heading that direction. About five minutes in to the drive (which is only about 20 min on a bad day) I thought of something that I thought might help, that was to pray. So I began to pray vocally, which felt a little weird at first seeing as I was also driving so I couldn't close my eyes without being a safety hazard, but shortly after beginning my pray I felt two emotions I felt a calming peace (don't get me wrong I was still so nervous the car probably should have been in every lane on the freeway at once but it was different I can't really explain it) and the second emotion was humility. In all honesty I understand where that last one came from because I was reflecting on my life, my imperfections, and what I had set out to do. To spell out that last part for you so you understand a little more, I was asking Nicole's father and mother for permission to marry their last child and ONLY daughter, in short the "Princess".
I arrived at the Holbrook residence slightly late, only by three minutes, and took a brief moment to try to calm my nerves. Approaching the door I uttered one last prayer and then I knocked. I can't tell you who opened the door and invited me in cause I don't remember, nor do I remember the small talk that occurred prior to the question. What I can tell you is that I was invited in to their family room where I sat on one end of the couch. Nicole's mother sat to my right, also on the couch, while her father pulled the recliner around to sort of face us on my left. After a few moments of small casual conversation which I can only imagine consisted of things like "how are you doing?" I finally managed to start into the question, leading with something to the extent of "there is something I'd like to ask you both...".
Having a fairly good idea what the answer would be...oh who am I kidding I knew what the answer would be...but I also knew that there were some concerns which I think is what I was really nervous about. To my great relief permission was given happily and almost right away. The concerns were expressed and discussed, some advice was offered and greatly appreciated and then, since I had mentioned possibly taking them out for dessert a lemon meringue pie was produced and enjoyed by the three of us.
Brad and Heather returned (Nicole's brother and sister-in-law) and were conveniently left in the dark about why I was really there as Nicole had given me a text book to deliver to Brad. Then Nicole returned home from her class, not knowing I had been there for several hours as we used the text book once again for a reason why I was there before her.
Needless to say I was thrilled! I could hardly contain my excitement and started making the necessary preparations to propose, coming up with the plan, involving those who were needed to the plan, and obtaining a suitable ring...
In hind sight, I understand why I was so nervous but what a great experience! Thank you Dave and Arline!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
A Long Time Ago...
Our story actually begins on a day not easy to forget as it was August 8th, 2008. The place: Canyon Rim park just North of 33rd South in Salt Lake City, Utah. The people involved: Members of Iota (a chapter of Sigma Gamma Chi) and Members of Omega(a chapter of Lambda Delta Sigma).
We were attending an exchange, that's what it's called when a frat and sorority socialize together, at which the activity was supposed to be glow-in-the-dark volleyball. It was windy, too windy for volleyball, so we decided to play soccer instead. We played soccer for sometime and then eventually ended up playing missionary tag (couples tag) and mafia. Both Nicole and Michael remember this exchange, remember being at this exchange and remember meeting everyone at the exchange. But when Nicole and Michael met a little over a year later they didn't remember meeting each other before.
Fast forwarding now to August 15th, 2009. The scene is a social gathering of many people where there is food, a pool, and Rock Band. Nicole is out in/by the pool and Michael is in playing Rock Band with several of his Iota brothers. When enough people had gathered and some started expressing an interest in playing Rock Band, Michael and his brothers started rotating people in and out of the Band. It was at that moment that Michael started to scan the room to see who all had migrated inside from the pool and how many of them he knew. As he scanned the room he saw Nicole and noticed her above all else, to the point that he notices no one else in the room. A little bewildered and perplexed he leaves the room, headed for some other friends who have asked him to come join their conversation. As he sits to visit with these other friends he wonders why she hasn't ever stood out like that before. Not being able to get her out of his mind Michael retrieves his phone and sends a text message to Boris, a mutual friend of Nicole and Michael, asking what Nicole's story is. Boris responds and inquires as to the intentions of Michael. Once Boris is satisfied knowing the interest level, he informs Nicole via text message that he knows someone who is interested in her and requests her permission to provide her number to the individual which she grants. Thus Michael receives Nicole's number through Boris.
Unfortunately, a week goes by and Michael has not used Nicole's number. Frustrated, Nicole asks Boris what's going on and in turn, Boris asks Michael. (In defense of Michael, rush week was rapidly approaching and things were kind of hectic all around). It, however, saddens me to inform you that almost another whole week goes by before Michael finally uses Nicole's number. On August 26th, 2009, standing in a circle across from Nicole he finally sends her a text message. The response he receives wasn't to his phone as he had not disclosed his identity yet. Upon receiving the text message Nicole turns to Boris and asks him if he recognizes the number since she is afraid it could be some creep (He Who Shall Not Be Named). Boris, who obviously has Michael's number, leans in to look at the phone and confesses he does not recognize the number. Why should he?, Michael is after all saved in his phone so he doesn't need to know the number. At this point Michael steps in and rattles of his own number, Nicole looks up at him with a glance that says, 'how did you know that?' and he quickly adds, "yeah, that'd be me."
Well now that numbers have finally been exchanged (remember she didn't have his before) the story can finally get interesting. Nicole and Michael talked the whole next day via text and Nicole invited him to come visit her at work on Friday (they serve ice cream every Friday) which set Michael as ease and painted a pretty clear picture of just how interested she is in him. But terror strikes before Friday comes. You see, Thursday night was the rush carnival which is easily the biggest (most officer stressing) event of fall rush. To make matters even better one of Iota's officers, who happens to be the historian, decided that he wasn't needed and that he'd rather go back to the "Iota House" and play Halo or Call of Duty with Nicole who he had previously invited under the pretenses that the rest of us were coming too. In perfect fashion for this predator, he convinces Nicole to leave with him. They arrive at the "Iota House" only for Nicole to discover that there isn't anyone else there (cause the rest of the inhabitants are Iota officers and are helping clean up carnival like they should be) which makes her a bit wary but she continues thinking, "they were just cleaning up they should only be a few minutes behind us". An unknown amount of time elapses during which the following happens, Nicole kills her host (in the game of course) and he leans in and kisses her...on the lips! I can only imagine the shock and perhaps horror that she felt in what must have been a very uncomfortable situation. To make matters even better, Boris and Michael come walking in the door not five munites later (Thank goodness).
Absolutely exhausted from that night and the prior day Michael crashes on the floor in front of the couch where Nicole is sitting. The group begins watching an episode of Smallville and lying there Michael can hear Nicole texting, then Boris' phone going off, Boris texting, Nicole's phone going off back and forth...he begins to wonder about her interest level and begins to lose confidence that she is indeed interested in him. Finally the group decides to call it a night and everyone departs for their respective abodes.
As Michael is getting on the freeway he receives a text. Relieved, thinking it's from Nicole, he retrieves his phone glancing down at it he discovers that it was not Nicole but rather Boris who had texted him in a text which says, "Guess what out historian did to Niki tonight..." Rage fills Michael, because of the constant lack of respect that has been demonstrated by that particular individual and he talks it out with Boris, coming to the conclusion that he would still arrive the following day at Nicole's place of employment and see how things went.
Fast forwarding now to the late afternoon of August 27th. After visiting Nicole at work, she and Michael discuss what they would do next and decide to head to the "Iota House" to watch some episodes of Supernatural. Upon arriving there, the Iota historian is sitting on the couch (I don't recall what he was doing), so Nicole sits on a kitchen table chair while Michael sits on the love seat. After a brief moment Michael moves to the couch and sits between the other two. Eventually our 3rd unnamed individual retreats upstairs and Nicole moves to the couch next to Michael where she cuddles up to him with his arm around her. That evening Michael walks her out to her car, feeling like he'd like to kiss her but also feeling that it's too soon, so the evening ends with a hug.
Welcome now to Saturday they 28th. Our couple again decide to meet at the "Iota House" for some more Supernatural but are interrupted by a text from one of the other Omega girls to Nicole asking if she would like to see a movie called Post Grad. Nicole inquires if she could bring a boy to this event and they agree. With that, Nicole and Michael also decide they should grab a bite to eat so they head off to Luna Berry for some dinner before heading to the movie. Upon returning to the "Iota House", before leaving for the movie, Nicole gets to the step above Michael (perfect height...lets remember she's 5'1" and he's 6'2"), they embrace and she plants a kiss square on his lips, which after he quickly recovers from shock, he returns. When the two separate, not that it was terribly long, they both admit to wanting to kiss the night before. The rest of the night goes off without incident and to date, Michael and Nicole are together, their relationship progressing towards a "Happily Ever After".
We were attending an exchange, that's what it's called when a frat and sorority socialize together, at which the activity was supposed to be glow-in-the-dark volleyball. It was windy, too windy for volleyball, so we decided to play soccer instead. We played soccer for sometime and then eventually ended up playing missionary tag (couples tag) and mafia. Both Nicole and Michael remember this exchange, remember being at this exchange and remember meeting everyone at the exchange. But when Nicole and Michael met a little over a year later they didn't remember meeting each other before.
Fast forwarding now to August 15th, 2009. The scene is a social gathering of many people where there is food, a pool, and Rock Band. Nicole is out in/by the pool and Michael is in playing Rock Band with several of his Iota brothers. When enough people had gathered and some started expressing an interest in playing Rock Band, Michael and his brothers started rotating people in and out of the Band. It was at that moment that Michael started to scan the room to see who all had migrated inside from the pool and how many of them he knew. As he scanned the room he saw Nicole and noticed her above all else, to the point that he notices no one else in the room. A little bewildered and perplexed he leaves the room, headed for some other friends who have asked him to come join their conversation. As he sits to visit with these other friends he wonders why she hasn't ever stood out like that before. Not being able to get her out of his mind Michael retrieves his phone and sends a text message to Boris, a mutual friend of Nicole and Michael, asking what Nicole's story is. Boris responds and inquires as to the intentions of Michael. Once Boris is satisfied knowing the interest level, he informs Nicole via text message that he knows someone who is interested in her and requests her permission to provide her number to the individual which she grants. Thus Michael receives Nicole's number through Boris.
Unfortunately, a week goes by and Michael has not used Nicole's number. Frustrated, Nicole asks Boris what's going on and in turn, Boris asks Michael. (In defense of Michael, rush week was rapidly approaching and things were kind of hectic all around). It, however, saddens me to inform you that almost another whole week goes by before Michael finally uses Nicole's number. On August 26th, 2009, standing in a circle across from Nicole he finally sends her a text message. The response he receives wasn't to his phone as he had not disclosed his identity yet. Upon receiving the text message Nicole turns to Boris and asks him if he recognizes the number since she is afraid it could be some creep (He Who Shall Not Be Named). Boris, who obviously has Michael's number, leans in to look at the phone and confesses he does not recognize the number. Why should he?, Michael is after all saved in his phone so he doesn't need to know the number. At this point Michael steps in and rattles of his own number, Nicole looks up at him with a glance that says, 'how did you know that?' and he quickly adds, "yeah, that'd be me."
Well now that numbers have finally been exchanged (remember she didn't have his before) the story can finally get interesting. Nicole and Michael talked the whole next day via text and Nicole invited him to come visit her at work on Friday (they serve ice cream every Friday) which set Michael as ease and painted a pretty clear picture of just how interested she is in him. But terror strikes before Friday comes. You see, Thursday night was the rush carnival which is easily the biggest (most officer stressing) event of fall rush. To make matters even better one of Iota's officers, who happens to be the historian, decided that he wasn't needed and that he'd rather go back to the "Iota House" and play Halo or Call of Duty with Nicole who he had previously invited under the pretenses that the rest of us were coming too. In perfect fashion for this predator, he convinces Nicole to leave with him. They arrive at the "Iota House" only for Nicole to discover that there isn't anyone else there (cause the rest of the inhabitants are Iota officers and are helping clean up carnival like they should be) which makes her a bit wary but she continues thinking, "they were just cleaning up they should only be a few minutes behind us". An unknown amount of time elapses during which the following happens, Nicole kills her host (in the game of course) and he leans in and kisses her...on the lips! I can only imagine the shock and perhaps horror that she felt in what must have been a very uncomfortable situation. To make matters even better, Boris and Michael come walking in the door not five munites later (Thank goodness).
Absolutely exhausted from that night and the prior day Michael crashes on the floor in front of the couch where Nicole is sitting. The group begins watching an episode of Smallville and lying there Michael can hear Nicole texting, then Boris' phone going off, Boris texting, Nicole's phone going off back and forth...he begins to wonder about her interest level and begins to lose confidence that she is indeed interested in him. Finally the group decides to call it a night and everyone departs for their respective abodes.
As Michael is getting on the freeway he receives a text. Relieved, thinking it's from Nicole, he retrieves his phone glancing down at it he discovers that it was not Nicole but rather Boris who had texted him in a text which says, "Guess what out historian did to Niki tonight..." Rage fills Michael, because of the constant lack of respect that has been demonstrated by that particular individual and he talks it out with Boris, coming to the conclusion that he would still arrive the following day at Nicole's place of employment and see how things went.
Fast forwarding now to the late afternoon of August 27th. After visiting Nicole at work, she and Michael discuss what they would do next and decide to head to the "Iota House" to watch some episodes of Supernatural. Upon arriving there, the Iota historian is sitting on the couch (I don't recall what he was doing), so Nicole sits on a kitchen table chair while Michael sits on the love seat. After a brief moment Michael moves to the couch and sits between the other two. Eventually our 3rd unnamed individual retreats upstairs and Nicole moves to the couch next to Michael where she cuddles up to him with his arm around her. That evening Michael walks her out to her car, feeling like he'd like to kiss her but also feeling that it's too soon, so the evening ends with a hug.
Welcome now to Saturday they 28th. Our couple again decide to meet at the "Iota House" for some more Supernatural but are interrupted by a text from one of the other Omega girls to Nicole asking if she would like to see a movie called Post Grad. Nicole inquires if she could bring a boy to this event and they agree. With that, Nicole and Michael also decide they should grab a bite to eat so they head off to Luna Berry for some dinner before heading to the movie. Upon returning to the "Iota House", before leaving for the movie, Nicole gets to the step above Michael (perfect height...lets remember she's 5'1" and he's 6'2"), they embrace and she plants a kiss square on his lips, which after he quickly recovers from shock, he returns. When the two separate, not that it was terribly long, they both admit to wanting to kiss the night before. The rest of the night goes off without incident and to date, Michael and Nicole are together, their relationship progressing towards a "Happily Ever After".
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Interesting...
So, I was just listening to my iPod in the car today, and 'Cool Thing' by Rascal Flatts came on. It was kinda funny to listen to one line in particular that says 'She didn't come there looking for love, and the cool thing was, neither did I.' It's so interesting to look back and see that Michael and I were the same way. I can't speak for him of course, but when we met that night at the pool party, I sure wasn't looking for a relationship, although now I'm insanely happy I'm in such a wonderful one with such a wonderful man!
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