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August 7, 2006
Ok, go gitcher self a cool one and settle in for a good read….
Friday, was MB's last Friday off. Monday he'll go back to regular schedule, then in mid Sept-it's back to the Channel's schedule. It was also MB's birthday. I thought long and hard about what to give him and if I should plan something special. I already knew we were going to Georgetown for the Pirate cruise (more on that in a minute) so, I just decided to go with the flow. Our morning started with snuggles and kisses, we then had some breakfast of blueberry muffins and fruit. We ran a few errands, and then went to Pizza Hut for lunch about 1:30. About 4:30 we left for Georgetown. It is one of the oldest cities in South Carolina. If you're interested go to www.georgetown-sc.com
It’s got some really cool info about the area and how it was important in terms of location and commerce. Of course there's some stuff there about pirates too. The boat we were to ride on wasn't quite what I thought it would be, and, we went on the sunset cruise, not the pirate cruise, which was better because there were no children on board. We sailed up the bay seeing cranes, egrets, ducks and sandpipers. I looked at all the boats we passed, shrimpin' boats and pleasure cruisers. I need more info to tell which kind of boat is what, kinda like telling cars apart I would imagine.
There were some people on the boat that were celebrating wedding anniversaries, birthdays and on woman celebrating her retirement. Some people were oblivious to the beauty of the waterway and nature; they could have had the same experience on some one’s deck. I was a bit disappointed the crew wasn’t geared up in pirate regalia, but in all honesty it was too frickin hot to have on much more than a sheet. However, William and Benjamin were troopers. It was cool to watch them put up the sails and to see the skull and crossbones (traditional colors of the Jolly Rodger) flapping in the breeze. BTW-the name of our vessel is the Jolly Rover.
When we got back to port we were famished. We asked about for restaurant recommendations, but decided to leave Georgetown. We drove back to Myrtle Beach and decided to go to Damon’s. Yes, it seemed cliché (even though I’d never been there) but this one is yards from the beach-how cool is that? I had some chicken fingers that had been smothered in the sweet chili sauce. OMG they were sooo good, with a nice little kick of sweet spice. I also had some tropical coconut, mango, pineapple drink which offset the spice nicely. We decided at the restaurant to go to “our beach” (which is a public beach access, but there’s hardly ever any one there, and we always go to the same one-from the very first time I came here) We took our shoes off and decided to dip our toes in the water. It was beautiful out, the breeze was cool and it was nearing low tide, under the moonlight we began dancing. (this is not unusual) We were full and happy, we had spent the day together. I commented to MB that he seemed really happy. He said he was, and then I asked him if he had had a good birthday. He said “Yes, but, can I ask you one more favor?” Puzzled, I said “Sure Honey, what is it?” He reaches into his pants pocket and says “Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was totally shocked. Of course I said yes. The love of my life gave me his grandmother’s wedding ring. (yes, I cried) There’s a beautiful story behind this ring too. According to MB, his grandparents were married in secret before his grandfather left for WW2. She traveled alone from Pennsylvania by train to New Orleans, to say goodbye to her sweetie. They were married while she was there. While he was away, she never told her parents! When he returned they had their “real” wedding with the ring I am now wearing. (I can’t wait to hear MB’s grandmother tell me the story, since she’ll have details that he doesn’t know) Isn’t that wonderful? I feel so honored to have such an important part of MB’s family history.
I am so blessed. I feel like all the crap I have been through in my life is finally over and it truly is my time. I couldn’t have prayed for a better partner in MB. I think it’s important to know what you’re looking for in a partner and be comfortable with who you are. I wish I would have met him years ago, but I know deep in my heart, I wouldn’t have been ready for this relationship back then.
I have to say, I never saw the proposal coming. MB had the ring box in his pocket all afternoon, but I was none the wiser. He totally surprised me-again!!! It was his birthday, yet he decided to share his glory by asking me to marry him. We’ll probably wait until I’m done with school before we’ll actually get married-which is fine by me. That will give us some time for us to save some money so we can have an extra special ceremony/reception/honeymoon.
Saturday, we went to Ocean Isle Beach, to one of the best places to eat; The Sugar Shack. It serves Jamaican food. MB’s friend BBB plays there every Saturday. Bluesman and Vet Girl were there, a woman MB works with and her husband. More yummy eats, lots of laughs, conversation and music. (There was this jerk-off who showed up with his drunk golfer buddies and they were generally annoying-I tried really hard to ignore them, but they were really obnoxious, hmm may the fleas of a thousand camels infest their armpits! Hmmph!)
Of course we had our weekly breakfast; next week it’s our turn. MB made me a romantic dinner last night. I feel like I walked around in a daze and ate all weekend. We had so much fun. MB had a wonderful birthday. And, my dream is coming true; day by day. I am the luckiest girl…woo hoo!