Y'all can stop cursing my name now. Here it goes...
Wednesday after work, I went home, washed my hair, packed the clothes I'd set aside that morning before I left for work, then headed to the airport. I'd spent the day warning all of Pittsburgh (via writing for and producing the morning shows) all of the things they needed to know about "the busiest travel day of the year," including getting to the airport at least 90 minutes in advance and the "3-1-1." That's you may carry containers of liquids of gels in travel-sized containers 3.4 oz or less in one-one quart bag per person. And prepare yourselves for a wait and possible delays. All of this information of course came from TSA and the airport. I get to the airport and there is no line to check-in, then a man directs me to the alternate security point where there are only 4 people in line ahead of me. I'm looking around thinking, this is less time than I've EVER had to wait at the airport.
I get on the plane and its a smooth ride to Detroit. I'd finally calmed down from all the hyperactivity I imposed upon myself about meeting the bf's mom for the first time. I try to get a pedicure at the airport spa (the one good thing about Detroit's airport) but they're all booked. Bah! So I sit and listen to my ipod, call my mom since trying to take a nap wasn't working. I knew this would mean I was ridiculously tired once I got to Norfolk since I'd been up for 15 hours already and it was only 4pm.
I get off the plane in Norfolk looking fabulous of course since I knew the plan was for the bf and his mom to pick me up and for us to go to a restaurant from there. I'm suddenly nervous even though some woman had been talking to me most of the way there, despite the fact that I had my ipod in my ears AND a magazine open on my lap. Wow... that's dedication. I was getting to see the bf, though, for the first time in more than 6 weeks, so I was actually nice. Plus it was her first time flying and she was going to see her grandchildren. How mean can you be to someone like that?
I call Stacey so she can calm me down a little more and to describe the fit. Black tweed blazer with 3/4 length sleeves, black sleeveless shirt w/a ruffle down the front, jeans, black and cream satin polka dot flats, the birthday diamond earrings, black drop earrings, and a black necklace with the Christmas bratch. I get to baggage claim, call the bf, see him, give him a brief hug, take a deep breath, then turn around and meet his mom.
She's tall. She had on heels and I had on flats making me 5'1 and her at least 5'9. I didn't even reach her shoulder. Hahahahaha. I gave her a hug, we got my bags and walked to the car to decide what to eat. He told me his mom had suggested Applebee's but he didn't think I liked it. I cheered and cursed him in my head. Cheered b/c yay! you know me! Cursed b/c clearly if your mom suggests it, the first time we meet, I can't be the picky bitch who says, "Eww! No way!" So I say "Applebee's is fine." It's not that I hate it, it's just nondescript. There's really no reason to eat there. I did want to try some of the stuff Tyler Florence makes there but I wasn't in the mood for any of it.
Once we were there, he left the table twice!! WHYYYYYYYYYYYY?! The first time, there was silence for at least 2 minutes. That is a long time to be silent. We were both perusing the menu, then she asked what I was going to get and I said I'm not sure and she said, me either, then more silence. He finally returned. We ordered, then he left again to go call one of his friends to tell him we would meet him at the club after we dropped his mom off. This time we sat in silence until I asked what she was cooking for Thanksgiving. That was good, then more silence. SO AWKWARD!!!!
We ate. No one was very impressed with it, then we dropped of his mom and rode around for a while. Then we went to Wynel's house. I put in Robin Thicke and sat on his lap and listened and talked while Wynel did her hair. I started to fall asleep and he kept waking me up. It was around midnight and I had been up for 24 hours by this point. Wynel left the house to us. "2 the Sky" came on and it was a wrap! That song is faaaaaaaaabulous. We were asleep within the hour.
The next day, Wynel and I went to her boyfriend's aunt's house for Thanksgiving dinner. It was so yummy. The dressing was offffff the chaiiiiiiiiiiin!! Mmmmmm-MMMMMMMMM! Lol. Then we went to her cousin's house for dinner. Ate more. Here the ham was the bomb. They also had she-crab soup. I wanted to try it but I was too full. I fit right in immediately. As soon as I walked in the door, Wynel's uncle said, "Jameil you gotta be more careful about the company you keep. You can come back anytime, and you don't have to come with Wynel, because if you do, we'll never see you again." Hahahaha. Then he says, "Also, there's a cover charge, you just give the money to me." I said, "Yeah, Wynel said she'll take care of me." He was like, "Naw, that ain't how it work." Hahahahahahahahaha. Just like home. Most of her cousins were around our age so we had a good time. We watched "Lackawanna Blues" (GREAT MOVIE), then "Grey's Anatomy." Man that show is great. Can't wait for this week. The last day of sweeps, too? It's gonna be off the chain.
Then we went to Wynel's college roommate's house. Her dad is a chef. He made some bangin gumbo!! I saw her adorable baby and we watched some more tv and caught up. Then we went back to Wynel's house. I talked to the bf for a little while, then went to sleep. The next day we woke up, ate, talked about our career goals (she was also in the Scripps Howard School of Journalism and Communications with me and the bf), then got ready to head to the airport.
So that's it. Are you happy now?
What I'm thankful for (in no particular order):
* Going to the dentist today and having no cavities for the 24 year or however long I've had teeth
* Being able to fly where I want when I want
* My family
* The blog la familia
* Stacey, Ashli and the entire Hampton crew
* Life, health and strength
* Food (I love food!!)
* The bf
* Daddy-Daughter Day
Love you guys!