People wonder if movies reflect real life. Hell yes, they do. I’ll tell you how. Both make it difficult for two people to find each other and fall in love. Think about it. All the barriers that get put in the way of romance which in movies is exactly the point. That’s what holds our interest for two hours. But in real life, love would hold our interest. Movies end when two people finally embrace, but that is exactly when life begins. Everyone is aching for magic. Everyone wants that moment in the third act when their eyes meet and the music swells, and they fall into their lover’s arms. But no one talks! No one connects anymore. Life is a very long movie, and everyone is stuck in the second act. This is what I wanna know…. why can’t we cut to the climax?! Why can’t we move right pass all the barriers and go straight to the part that everyone’s waiting for — the part where the guy gets the girl. -Trevor, Cupid
Friday Match and I went to dinner with a friend that he grew up with and his new bride. I don’t know them well enough to come up with clever nicknames, so I will call them Couple Wife and Couple Husband for the time being. Match and I have been wanting another couple to hang out with and these two are definitely it. Couple Wife is fantastic, she’s a complete hoot and so funny. Couple Husband is a bit on the quiet side, but he and Match get along so well and really riff off each other. In the first five minutes of meeting them, I could tell they approved of me. They’re expecting a baby in another 6 months or so, and they were teasing us about getting their baby a playmate.
It was really funny because Match actually jokes around about that all the time. He even calls our second bedroom in the apartment the baby’s room, instead of a guest room. Can you imagine that? Instead of Date Girl, I’d have to go by Date Mommy, eeek. Let’s start with Date Girl gets engaged first shall we? 😉
After a fun filled dinner where we exchanged stories about how we each met and started dating, we headed to karaoke. Match had bragged about my singing abilities and wanted to show me off. Talk about peer pressure! So we went to one of my favorite haunts and I got up and did my thing. I sang “Sweet Child of Mine” by Sheryl Crow and then “Any Man of Mine” by Shania Twain. It was a really fun night and I hope we get to hang out with Couple Wife and Hubby again soon.
Saturday Match had his orientation for Fire Academy. Oh, did I not mention he’s going to be a sexy firefighter? Yeah, as if this guy couldn’t get any more perfect. He came home and tried on his uniform for me. Yu-hummmmm girls. Just, um, yum. 😉 Saturday night we went to Brazil’s for a very low key BBQ. A girlfriend and I marveled at how different the house parties have become. Because a lot of our friends have kids now, things have changed. The parties are still full of noise, and incoherent blabbering and stumbling about, but instead of it being from drunk guys, its from toddlers. Match had a great time playing with the kids, and once again demonstrating how great he is with children.
We couldn’t have ordered better weather-the sun was shining, and there were barely any clouds in the sky. San Francisco is generally a pretty cold place, and this weekend it was like the sun came out just for us. Match had never visited Pier 39, one of the more famous tourist stops in the city so that was where we went. It was pretty crowded, so at one point we just stopped on a park bench and people watched while we ate ice cream. We found a beautiful park in the heart of the embarcadero that I almost couldn’t believe was real. There were weeping willows (my favorite), and a little pond, and a cobblestone walkway. Match said out loud what I’d been thinking-“If this wasn’t in the city, it’d be the perfect place for a wedding.”
I think my favorite part about the day was how with anyone else I could see myself bickering as I got tired, or annoyed with dealing with the crowds, or my feet hurting from walking all day. But with Match, we just laughed or hugged and kissed, and all annoyances were forgotten. It’s the morning after these incredible weekends where I wake up feeling like I’m living in one of my favorite romantic comedies. But it’s not the beginning, the what if they get together. It’s the part after the climax, it’s the part where the guy gets the girl.