As a child, I filled my head with visions of Ariel's Prince Eric, Belle's Beast, Sleeping Beauty's Prince Phillip and Lady's Tramp. As I grew older, the disillusionment of the Bridget Jones generation set in.
If Prince Charming was out there, let alone existed, he was no doubt lost, and was either too stupid to ask for directions or couldn't figure out how to operate his GPS device.It is only fitting that my Prince Charming is an expert in geography. And when in doubt, he uses his mildly trusty GPS device.
Whether I'm lucky or just plain cheap, I've never been in a romantic relationship at the time of birthdays or holidays. Not even Columbus Day.
Well I take that back. But really, I don't know if I'd classify that relationship as "romantic."
Fully aware that my visit would land a week before my birthday, Seth promised me a weekend of sweet surprises. And he actually delivered.
Cruising down the interstate Friday, among the turtles crossing the road, the towering pine trees and the Watch for Bears signs, little did I know all the wonders my Souther Charmer had yet to behold...
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