It’s been one of those holidays. It started two months ago, when I planned out a strategic, secretive visit to New York to visit my girlfriend Emily–a secret which was to have been a surprise, but due to my historically bad executive qualities, became quite a well-known thing in the Emily circle of knowledge. I “Plame” leaks within the relationship.
I flew out of LA Tuesday afternoon, and was due to arrive that evening at 11:58. I post dated some text messages so she would get them whilst I was in the air, but stupid advertising let that cat out of the bag. But she’d had her suspicions the day before, when I cagily answered her query about my Thanksgiving plans with a vague, “Oh, I’ll find some one to hang out with.”
The sad thing is, if I didn’t have anywhere to go, that would have been my real answer. Apparently, Emily has yet to understand that when it comes to me and planning, I’m as slack as they come.
I had flowers delivered to her building (under a pen name, no less!) and upon my arrival after a rather frightening subway ride into Manhattan, whereby I was sure I would be taken to the World Trade Center stop, which would have been a good twenty minutes away from where I wanted to be, but I digress…
I picked up the flowers and gave her a call–by this time it was 2am and she was aware of my plans, and had been for several solid hours. I met her at her door and wished her happy birthday, which was really what this was all about. Not Thanksgiving–sorry to shatter your illusions.
Needless to say, I was disappointed my surprise was less a surprise than a big giant failure, but the important thing is she’s stuck with me for a week, which is what long distance relationships are all about.
As for Thanksgiving, I trust this will find you spending it with loved ones and friends. And if you’re not, and you’re reading this, then clearly you are in need of some extra Thanksgiving wishes, so to you I send double Turkey portions of happiness, in case you’re low. All the best this day to you and yours.
Since I am with my girlfriend and I have a life with her that I don’t when I’m blogging, posting will be sporadic the rest of this week. However, that doesn’t mean I don’t love you. Because I do. It’s all love on this side of the table.
Seriously. Stop reading this blog right now. Go eat some turkey.