Friday, May 30, 2008

R&R Memory

So the back story here is I have a small bladder when it comes to traveling and drinking things prior to said travel. On the road trip to Gatlanburg I had to stop and pee almost every 45 min - 1 hr. Sgt. was so patient though and never complained, he just kind of laughed to himself where I would proceed to look around the car at everyone and say "I'm sorry!" He would interject and say "it's fine baby, we can stop, we're not in a hurry."

Well, when we got to the airport in Nashville on Sunday to fly home our flight had been delayed by about an hour because of wherever it was coming from so Sgt. and I decided to go and get some dinner together. After a long dinner we sat around in the terminal and chatted. Knowing it was almost time I did go to the bathroom before we boarded the plane. Finally it was time to board and we agreed to sleep on the plane since we had a long drive home and very late at night.

*Side story interjection* Of course, we're flying southwest (which I've always had good experiences with... not knocking them at all), where you choose your own seat! Which is great when you're flying alone and have a boarding pass in the "A" group.... but when you're flying as a couple and are boarding in the "C" group... well.... once we got on the plane there were ZERO seats together. We tried making eye contact with a few people hoping they would give up their seat but no luck. Sgt. made a public announcement request to see if anyone traveling alone wouldn't mind moving seats so that he and I could sit together. (*cough*, 20 something year old male avoiding eye contact to our right... we were talking to you! *cough*) Still no one. Finally a very sweet woman about our age offered very graciously and we accepted since it looked like the only offer we were going to receive, although Sgt. was kind of upset that the only opportunity to sit with me he had was a woman giving up her seat. I thanked her probably 100 times between Nashville and our arrival city where I ran into her at baggage claim.

After the two hour flight I woke up out of my in and out sleep and as we were taxing into the gate I looked at Sgt. and smiled and then I said "I have to go to the bathroom" and he immediately without hesitation, almost as if it was a continuation of my sentence, said "I know you do babe. I knew you had to before you even said it" and then he kissed me on the forehead and kind of chuckled to himself. I laughed as well and just kind of looked out the window... I don't know why but I thought that was the most adorable thing in the world. "I know you do babe."

He's out on his first mission since he's been back from R&R....

I miss him.

2 comments:

trying

aww how sweet. any man who loves you and your small bladder is a keeper!

SidLovely

I loved that story...so cute. As for that guy who didn't give up his seat--karma will come his way no worries ;)