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An Un-Cute Meet Cute: My Driveway

9 Jun

Dear Future Hubby,

I wouldn’t normally consider my driveway a place to meet guys. It’s not like a hopping Saturday night spot with a line around the block. It’s my driveway. But if you think that you can find some way to turn my driveway into a romantic place to meet, than by all means go for it, as this past Saturday gave me hope that even the most mundane places could be potential Future Hubby meeting ground.

My driveway has now become a historical site as it is the place that has provided the most meet cute worthy “un-cute meet cute” yet. Move over, Barista boy and Ireland driver. You just got knocked down on the podium. We have a new contender for meet cute potential while still being…an absolute un-cute meet cute.

NOT how my un-cute meet cute ended - part 1

Saturday morning, at 3 AM, a car alarm started going off outside our apartment. After the disastrous Double Threat ambush I had a few hours earlier the last thing I needed was to lose sleep over a damn car alarm. But seeing as I got my windshield shattered and my car keyed in college, I’m very paranoid about car alarms. I got up to make sure it wasn’t my little Honda, only to find out it was a white truck parked in front of our building. Ugh, ok, back to sleep I went and the alarm eventually went off.

I got up the next morning with a plan to hit up Costco AND Starbuck’s all in an hour and a half. A fete that, if you’ve ever been to Costco, is next to impossible. But I did it and I was quite proud of myself. I didn’t even run over any small children with my cart. When I got home, I began unloaded the bulk toilet paper, paper towels and ramen that I had purchase. I still love the fact that I can buy a 48 pack of ramen for 7 bucks. Score one for me. As I was carting stuff to and from the house, I heard someone approach me on the driveway. I turned around to find a ridiculously hot guy I had never met before. Um, was he some sort of prize for making it through Costco while avoiding all the sample stations cause if so…I need to go to Costco more often.

He wasn’t though. He was the owner of the white truck out front that unfortunately, had it’s window smash in at 3 AM, causing the alarm to go off. I told him the details, the time, but unfortunately by the time I had looked out the front window, I didn’t see anyone, nor had I noticed the window smashed. I apologized, pissed that I couldn’t be of more help to him, especially since he was totally adorable. And what does he say? “Oh no, I’m sorry that the alarm woke you up.” Excuse me while I swoon momentarily. Are you serious? You just got your window smashed in and YOU’RE sorry? We chatted for a few more minutes about contacting his insurance company, how we had parking behind our building so we weren’t parked on the street, etc. He finally ventured off and I sat there kicking myself for not asking if he lived in the neighborhood, if he needed any help cleaning up the glass, if he had a girlfriend, you know the general questions you ask when you’re approached by a hot guy in your driveway. I vowed that in the coming days I would try and see if ever saw the truck again in the neighborhood to confirm if he lived around me.

NOT how my un-cute meet cute ended - part 2

In all of my “Oh, I may have a cute neighbor/dude just chatted me up in my driveway” excitement, I failed to realize that it was probably best if I never saw him again. I quickly realized what I had been wearing during the whole interaction Track shoes, a Friday Night Light t-shirt, spandex work out pants, and a greasy ponytail. Plus I was holding a 48 pack of ramen. First impression fail. My lack of fashion sense for a Saturday morning had just turned my potential meet cute into an un-cute meet cute.

So FH, if you ever feel the need to approach me in my driveway, can you make sure I’m dressed like a normal person that looks like she’s actually taken a shower and put some thought into my appearance? For the record, I had taken a shower before the Costco run. Next time I hear an alarm going off outside my house, I should make sure to be wearing a ball gown the next morning on the off chance that a hot guy approaches me in my driveway to inquire about a busted window.

Xo,
Your Future Wife

A swell night with The Swell Season

29 Apr

Dear Future Hubby,

The Swell Season

Now this would be considered a cute meet cute, so please take notes, make flashcards, write notes in your TI-83 calculator text section, have a nice little late night cram session with a pack of Red Bulls because you could earn some serious points for this little number.

The Swell Season is coming to town and tickets go on sale this weekend.

Yes. I know.  Don’t get so freaking excited and jump up and down like little a school girl at a Justin Bieber concert. But honestly, The Swell Season IS like Bieber for me.  Ever since Once and the formation of The Swell Season, they have quickly become my favorite group. I could listen to Strict Joy for hours on end and not get bored.  And when TV shows and movies feature their songs, yeah, I’m not going to lie, I get all fangirl. Plain and simple, they rock.

NOT The Swell Season

So this July, they are coming to the Hollywood Bowl and if I’m not down in San Diego yet working on Comic-Con, I sure as hell plan on being there. It’s bound to be an amazing night. Not only is it my favorite band BUT I’ve also never been to the Bowl.  I mean, part of me wanted my first Bowl experience to be the sing-a-long Sound of Music because really, how hilariously awesome does that sound, plus people dress up. But when TSS announced they were playing there, Maria and Capt von Trapp totally got the boot.

This got me to thinking though how a TSS Hollywood Bowl show would be an amazing meet cute for the soul fact that I would forgive anything weird or random that happens that evening because we’re at a TSS concert. So here are some option for you, incase you want to go all stalker and meet me there.

Option 1: You some how figure out where my seats are and buy the seat next to me. You can even pack a picnic and a bottle of wine and surprise me. Plus, when I see that you’ve come alone to a TSS show, I’ll be so taken aback with how “sensitive” you seem and that you are manly enough to show up to a TSS show by yourself, that I’ll totally fall for you.

Option 2: You bum rush the stage during When Your Mind’s Made Up (my favorite song, by the way) and interrupt Glen and Marketa to profess your love for me.  Then, once the crew has found me in the audience with a follow spot, you’ll rush through the crowd to find me like tennis players do after they win a Grand Slam and we’ll live happily ever after while the guys politely applaud and the girls are crying because it’s so romantic. This will also help with Gaelic Gala as Glen and Marketa will totally remember this event when we ask them to play the rehearsal dinner.

Option 3: Ok, so this option actually isn’t a meet cute, but more a cute proposal following a meet cute.  This means you’d have to some how meet me prior to the concert, win me over, make me fall in love with you, and then pop the question at The Swell Season. However, I’m not really down for dating for a month or two and then getting engaged, so you’re some how going to have to convince them to come back and play LA again in like a year after you’ve sufficiently proven yourself.

So this is your mission if you choose to accept it. I’ll let you know when I’ve bought my tickets and where exactly we’re sitting, incase any of these options sound do-able for you.

If not though, don’t stress, as The Swell Season is from Ireland after all and they’ve probably got some hot Irish roadies backstage I can shamelessly hit on. Again, that accent thing is really appealing.

Xo,

Your Future Wife

Churro + Turkey Leg = True Love

12 Apr

Dear Future Hubby,

One of the cool things about working so close to BowieBride is the fact that her office rocks. Last Friday, our lot gave us free tacos for lunch and rather than eat all by my lonesome self at my desk, I opted to eat upstairs with her and the Psych writers. Coolest people ever. I mean, I already knew this after I convinced their PA, Dan, to buy Puffins for their kitchen so I could come up and eat them, but hanging out with them for the lunch hour proved even more how awesome they all are. They even gave me one of the most brills ideas about how to meet you as well.

Two of the writers used to work together at Disneyland back in the day and it just so happens that they both met their wives while working at the happiest place on earth. Insert cartoon of wheels in my head spinning into motion. Disneyland? Happiest Place on earth? Potential Future Hubby meeting ground? Um, why had I not thought about this before? I mean, sure, I have never in my life aspired to work at Disneyland, but after hearing about the track record it has with hooking people up, I thought, damn, I totally missed out on this opportunity.This would have been a totally great meet cute.

When I was in grad school, I lived RIGHT BY DISNEYLAND. I was an annual pass holder. While I was busy racking up student loan debt, I could have been earning some cash and finding you at Disneyland. The more I thought about it, the more amazeballs scenarios I came up with for how we could have met while working at Disneyland.

My future "office"

Option 1: Food Vendors – I would have worked the Churro stand and you could have worked the turkey leg stand across the way. After sweating in our polyester uniforms day after day, our eyes would have met through the crowds of screaming kids in strollers and it would have been fate. Between our two carts, we would have catered our whole wedding and then just brought the frozen lemonade stand guy in to man the drink station. It would have been magical.

We look so dreamy

Option 2: Characters – We could have been Cinderalla and Prince Charming on one of the parade floats that rolls down the street twice a day. We would have dance and sang along to the Parade of Dream songs (which really is truly magical and perfect for our first dance). After rolling down the street two times a day, we eventually would have fallen in love and gotten married in front of Cinderalla’s castle. Chip and Dale would serve as the ring bearers and Snow White would be my MOH. All the other characters would come to celebrate.

Blue pants = perfect wedding attire

Option 3: PhotoPass Cast Members – Yes, that’s their actual title. We’d be those aggressive, annoying people that try and stop guests as they are walking into the park to we can take their picture and then if they want, they can go pay $20 bucks for it at the end of the day. You’d find my persuasive skills of luring people towards me for pictures charming and eventually go slightly stalkerish and start taking pictures of me instead because you found me that beautiful and charming. We’d eventually tie that knot and have the entire Disneyland photographer staff on hand to document our wedding (and then charge us an arm and a leg for the pics).

All excellent options for us to have met. I’m bummed that I missed out on this opportunity. However, as an employee of a Disney owned company, I do now possess a Disney Silver Pass, which allows me to get into the park any time with three friends. Maybe I can still find you at Disneyland. I mean, how could I resist a hot looking dude that’s sweating over a turkey leg cart? I know, it’s impossible. And if you really want to win me over, you’ll get me a front of the line pass for Space Mountain for the rest of my life. Just sayin…

Xo,
Your Future Wife

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