His name is Keith. He loves me and he loves my babies. He’s taking his time proposing because it has to be during winter and it HAS to include the kids. This is a big undertaking. Including a child that could potentially be more excited about a wedding than I am and expecting her to keep a secret is a BIG. UNDERTAKING.
Let me start from the beginning though.
I met Keith on a dating website. This is not a surprise to my regular readers. I was easily 30 minutes late for our first date but apparently this wasn’t his first rodeo (mutual favorite phrase by the way!) and while he told me the reservations were for a specific time, they were actually for 30 minutes later. Because this wasn’t his first rodeo.
So, three hours later I got a call from Gramma. “Should I just put the kids to bed?”
Um, yes please.
Another hour later I’m pretty sure the staff was ready for us to wrap it up. So we did. He walked me to my car, kissed me goodnight and I went home. So romantic right? It gets better. We had discussed our careers in lengthy detail and he discovered the well hidden secret within the world of Radioshack. We have iPhones cheaper than anyone else.
Oh yeah, did I mention? He’s a slave to Steve Jobs. His words, not mine. This incredible man is… an apple head.
Saturday morning after an amazing dinner Friday night, he walked into my store an hour before I opened (because I’m cool like that) and spent an incredible and undisclosed amount of money that resulted in a pretty phenomenal phone call from my District Manager later when he realized what time I opened my store and what my store was showing in sales.
I may or may not have started to fall in love then.
But as with any good love story, there had to be an evil lurking about that would somehow upset this fairy tale.
My evil comes in the form of a ex that has been repeatedly forced into my life by our amazing justice system… Let’s skim through the short version though. He starts pulling his crap, I put up a wall and withdraw from every person who wishes to treat me well, and maintain my single status.
Not this time though. Keith was already in love and he wasn’t letting me go anywhere. He stayed persistent and when I needed a knight in shining armor to help me move a week later, he arrived in his noble black Nissan Frontier, and flexed his muscles moving box after box into our two vehicles.
Then he won me over completely. He took me to B-Dubs afterward for beer and wings. It was all over at that point. This man has won me over with beer, wings, the promise of a November wedding, and his love for my children.
I even love his love of Apple. Despite his attempts to convert me. (Nevermind the fact that I’m typing this out on a Macbook…) I’m still Android loyal. Especially since I can swype faster than he can type 😉