Ok...what to make for breakfast...what do I even have? Eggs, bacon, toast, orange juice, when did I get all this? Oh well, it's still good and I need it all. How does she like her eggs again? Oh yeah, over easy. That's right, isn't it? Yeah, it is. Wow, I can do three things at one time...
"John, I'm back."
"I'm in the kitchen. The food'll be ready in two minutes. You like your eggs over easy, right?"
"No..."
"What!? How could I forget!?"
"Just kidding, calm down."
"That wasn't funny." She really scared me.
"I'm sorry John, I'll have to make it up to you."
I can play this game too. "How can you do that?"
"However you'd like."
"Ok, deal...You know, it's been over 12 hours since I've had a kiss. Can I have one?"
"I gave you a kiss in your sleep."
"Really?"
"Yeah. But I'd like another too, so yes, you can have one."
It wasn't a long kiss, but it was better than nothing. Just kissing Abby is great. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"You know, I've been working over this hot stove all morning and my check is a bit sore. Can you kiss it and make it better?"
"Aww, poor baby. Come here."
I like this game. Maybe we can continue later but now I need to cook. "Thank you again."
"You're welcome again."
"Hey, can you get me those plates?"
"Here."
"Thanks. Sorry there's not a lot, I have to go shopping."
"That's Ok, this is plenty. Plus, it's almost 12, we need to get going after we eat."
"Did you bring your bag?"
"Yup, right here."
"Ok, good. I've been thinking, your apartment's not that much a month, is it?"
"No...where are you going with this?"
"How long is Eric's program?"
"About six weeks if he stays, why?"
"Well, does he have a place to live when he gets out?"
"I don't think so."
"Because instead of selling you apartment, you could tell the landlord to put Eric's name on the lease. The Eric can live there. That way you know your house will go to a nice person, we can keep some stuff there if we need to, he will have an inexpensive place to live, you can check on him whenever you want, and you'll never forget where he lives."
"Ok, we can ask him about it tomorrow when we tell him that we're getting married."
"Ok...I'm done, how about you?"
"Yup. You ready to go?"
"Yeah, let's go spread the good news."
"You know, before I took you to dinner the first time, I showed Maggie the ring."
"Really? So you told just about everybody."
"No, I only told a few. And nobody at work found out."
"Yeah, because if they did, I would have known too."
"Yup, they couldn't stop gossiping if their lives depended on it."
"Look what we're doing."
"Yeah but, that's Ok... it's payback."
"Right."
"Umm...where are we going?"
"Turn here! Good, we almost missed it."
"A four-star hotel, nice."
"We're just lucky she's in town, I don't want to tell her over the phone."
"I don't either."
"But we can't stay long, what time is it?"
"About...12:30. Are you ready to go straight to work?"
"Yeah, I guess except...umm...how am I going to get home from work?"
"We'll figure that out when we leave here. Remind me."
"Ok...What room is Maggie Myczinski in?"
"Room 218. Would you like me tell her you're coming?"
"No, thank you anyway. We'll just surprise her."
"Ok...where's room 218?"
"Dunno..."
"Hey...do you know where room 218 is?"
"Yes...it's on the top floor, all the way down the hall."
"Thank you."
"Why'd she get the top floor?"
"I don't know...she's your mother. Plus they probably gave it to her, she probably didn't pick it."
"Whatever...Ok, which side did he say?"
"Umm...he didn't say."
"Ok, you check the right, I'll check the left."
"Ok."
"200, 202, 204. It'll be on this side. 206, 208, 210, 212, 214, 216... Here, 218... Maggie, are you in here?"
"Abby, what are you doing here?"
"I told you I was coming. I'm here with John. Can we come in?"
"Ok, wait a sec..."
I wonder what she'll say. She wasn't too happy last time. Well, she wasn't disappointed either...
"Hello Abby, John. Hey Abby, I thought you called him Carter."
"Well his name is John."
"Ok fine."
"Are you going to let us in?"
"Oh, yeah. Come on in. Sorry it's such a mess. If I knew you were coming I would've cleaned."
"No you wouldn't have."
"And to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"
"Well...I, we, have something to tell you."
Good, let her do the talking, it is her mom...
"Abby..."
"Just wait Maggie... John and I... are engaged!"
"Really!? Wow! My baby's getting married! So you finally asked her, John?"
Oh, now she's talking to me..."Yes, I did."
"Umm... what's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing Abby."
"That's Ok Maggie, she already knows about last time."
"Wow. You told her? This really will last."
"That is the plan, Mom."
She called her mom!? Wow, she really is changing, or whatever she calls it.
"Would you guys like something to drink?"
"Ok, but we can't stay long. I have to go to work. We just wanted to tell you first. We're going to tell everyone at work when I go in at two. After that, the whole world'll know, and not from us."
"So I'm the first you've told? What about John's parents? You're telling your colleagues first?"
"Well, my parents are away and I don't know where they are at the moment. They're probably on a plane right now."
"And we want to tell everyone we can as soon as possible."
"Oh, let me get the drinks."
"That went well."
"Better than I expected."
"What's that supposed to mean? She wasn't happy last time?"
"No, she was, just happier this time."
"Ok..."
"Here you go. Talking behind my back are we?"
"No, we're in front of you."
"Funny Abby. Do you see what you're marrying, John?"
"Yes, I do."
"And he likes me how I am, right John?"
"Of course..."
"Ok, I know you're young and in love but wait until later. Ok?"
"Fine."
"Thank you for the drink."
"No need to thank me, John, expect it. You're almost my son-in-law. I'll treat you how I treat Abby and Eric."
"Oh God John, run."
"Abby..."
"Just kidding, mother."
She did it again...
"So, have you guys set a date?"
"Not really, we're going to do it as soon as everything's ready and we still have A LOT to do."
"He hasn't even told his parents yet."
"Abby, what time do you need to be at work?"
"Two. Why?"
"Well, you'd better get going, it's 1:20."
"Oh, thanks. John, I'll pull the car around and you can have some time to talk. Be down in 2 minutes at the most."
"Ok, bye."
"Hurry down."
"So John, why'd you decide to ask her?"
"Because I love her."
"It's good to hear you say that with such confidence. When are you going to tell your parents though?"
"As soon as they get back."
"Good, you are going to tell them, right? They don't think you're too good for Abby, do they? Because I know about your rich family."
"No Maggie, they won't. And even if they did, I wouldn't care. Yes, my parents are rich but that's not me. I am NOT my father. And I think I'd better be going now, my fiancee is waiting for me." How dare she? Why would she even say that? That was so wrong...
"God John, I've been waiting here for like forever!"
"Sorry, your mother and I were talking." Ok, I really hope I hid the anger in my voice...
"What happened?"
God she's serious. "Nothing."
"Something happened."
"It's nothing, really." If only that were true...
"What did Maggie say to you? Tell me John!"
"Calm down Abby. It's fine."
"Damn it John! You could have told me and it would have been done by now!"
"Abby, she just said a few things about my parents being rich and thinking I'm too good for you."
"Do they?"
"No!"
"Oh, why would she say that?"
She sounds so hurt. This is what I didn't want to happen..."Abby, honey, don't worry about it. You need to get to work. Let's go tell everyone there. Remember the bragging and showing off?"
"Who cares...they'll probably just think you're too good for me."
"Abby, come on. We went to through this already. Don't even start. I'm not too good for you and you know it. So does everyone else. Besides, it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. And this hotel isn't the best place to talk about it. And you REALLY need to get to work." That plus the fact that we're drawing a crowd...
"You're right...let's go."
Did we really have to go there? I mean, really, why couldn't she just drop it? And did she call ME stubborn? Look who's talking...
"So you're driving?"
"Huh... Oh, I guess."
"How is this going to work?"
"What?"
"I have to go in now. You have to drive this car home and come back later to come to work. Then what?"
Why is everything so complicated? "Hmm...You can take my car to go home and you can come back and get me when I get off at 8." Ok, that works, right?
"Ok, so nobody's going to your house tonight?"
"I guess, you can if you want but I won't be there after 5:30."
"No, I get off at 12 so I'll go to my place and start packing before I go to sleep."
"Ok, we're almost here, who's going to tell them?"
"Umm..." Again, complicated...
"We can round them all up, well, the ones not too busy and just tell them. I mean, we can't take too long because they're all busy."
"Ok, let's go." I wonder what they're all going to think, what they're going to say...
"Ready?"
"Yup."
"John, I'm back."
"I'm in the kitchen. The food'll be ready in two minutes. You like your eggs over easy, right?"
"No..."
"What!? How could I forget!?"
"Just kidding, calm down."
"That wasn't funny." She really scared me.
"I'm sorry John, I'll have to make it up to you."
I can play this game too. "How can you do that?"
"However you'd like."
"Ok, deal...You know, it's been over 12 hours since I've had a kiss. Can I have one?"
"I gave you a kiss in your sleep."
"Really?"
"Yeah. But I'd like another too, so yes, you can have one."
It wasn't a long kiss, but it was better than nothing. Just kissing Abby is great. "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"You know, I've been working over this hot stove all morning and my check is a bit sore. Can you kiss it and make it better?"
"Aww, poor baby. Come here."
I like this game. Maybe we can continue later but now I need to cook. "Thank you again."
"You're welcome again."
"Hey, can you get me those plates?"
"Here."
"Thanks. Sorry there's not a lot, I have to go shopping."
"That's Ok, this is plenty. Plus, it's almost 12, we need to get going after we eat."
"Did you bring your bag?"
"Yup, right here."
"Ok, good. I've been thinking, your apartment's not that much a month, is it?"
"No...where are you going with this?"
"How long is Eric's program?"
"About six weeks if he stays, why?"
"Well, does he have a place to live when he gets out?"
"I don't think so."
"Because instead of selling you apartment, you could tell the landlord to put Eric's name on the lease. The Eric can live there. That way you know your house will go to a nice person, we can keep some stuff there if we need to, he will have an inexpensive place to live, you can check on him whenever you want, and you'll never forget where he lives."
"Ok, we can ask him about it tomorrow when we tell him that we're getting married."
"Ok...I'm done, how about you?"
"Yup. You ready to go?"
"Yeah, let's go spread the good news."
"You know, before I took you to dinner the first time, I showed Maggie the ring."
"Really? So you told just about everybody."
"No, I only told a few. And nobody at work found out."
"Yeah, because if they did, I would have known too."
"Yup, they couldn't stop gossiping if their lives depended on it."
"Look what we're doing."
"Yeah but, that's Ok... it's payback."
"Right."
"Umm...where are we going?"
"Turn here! Good, we almost missed it."
"A four-star hotel, nice."
"We're just lucky she's in town, I don't want to tell her over the phone."
"I don't either."
"But we can't stay long, what time is it?"
"About...12:30. Are you ready to go straight to work?"
"Yeah, I guess except...umm...how am I going to get home from work?"
"We'll figure that out when we leave here. Remind me."
"Ok...What room is Maggie Myczinski in?"
"Room 218. Would you like me tell her you're coming?"
"No, thank you anyway. We'll just surprise her."
"Ok...where's room 218?"
"Dunno..."
"Hey...do you know where room 218 is?"
"Yes...it's on the top floor, all the way down the hall."
"Thank you."
"Why'd she get the top floor?"
"I don't know...she's your mother. Plus they probably gave it to her, she probably didn't pick it."
"Whatever...Ok, which side did he say?"
"Umm...he didn't say."
"Ok, you check the right, I'll check the left."
"Ok."
"200, 202, 204. It'll be on this side. 206, 208, 210, 212, 214, 216... Here, 218... Maggie, are you in here?"
"Abby, what are you doing here?"
"I told you I was coming. I'm here with John. Can we come in?"
"Ok, wait a sec..."
I wonder what she'll say. She wasn't too happy last time. Well, she wasn't disappointed either...
"Hello Abby, John. Hey Abby, I thought you called him Carter."
"Well his name is John."
"Ok fine."
"Are you going to let us in?"
"Oh, yeah. Come on in. Sorry it's such a mess. If I knew you were coming I would've cleaned."
"No you wouldn't have."
"And to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"
"Well...I, we, have something to tell you."
Good, let her do the talking, it is her mom...
"Abby..."
"Just wait Maggie... John and I... are engaged!"
"Really!? Wow! My baby's getting married! So you finally asked her, John?"
Oh, now she's talking to me..."Yes, I did."
"Umm... what's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing Abby."
"That's Ok Maggie, she already knows about last time."
"Wow. You told her? This really will last."
"That is the plan, Mom."
She called her mom!? Wow, she really is changing, or whatever she calls it.
"Would you guys like something to drink?"
"Ok, but we can't stay long. I have to go to work. We just wanted to tell you first. We're going to tell everyone at work when I go in at two. After that, the whole world'll know, and not from us."
"So I'm the first you've told? What about John's parents? You're telling your colleagues first?"
"Well, my parents are away and I don't know where they are at the moment. They're probably on a plane right now."
"And we want to tell everyone we can as soon as possible."
"Oh, let me get the drinks."
"That went well."
"Better than I expected."
"What's that supposed to mean? She wasn't happy last time?"
"No, she was, just happier this time."
"Ok..."
"Here you go. Talking behind my back are we?"
"No, we're in front of you."
"Funny Abby. Do you see what you're marrying, John?"
"Yes, I do."
"And he likes me how I am, right John?"
"Of course..."
"Ok, I know you're young and in love but wait until later. Ok?"
"Fine."
"Thank you for the drink."
"No need to thank me, John, expect it. You're almost my son-in-law. I'll treat you how I treat Abby and Eric."
"Oh God John, run."
"Abby..."
"Just kidding, mother."
She did it again...
"So, have you guys set a date?"
"Not really, we're going to do it as soon as everything's ready and we still have A LOT to do."
"He hasn't even told his parents yet."
"Abby, what time do you need to be at work?"
"Two. Why?"
"Well, you'd better get going, it's 1:20."
"Oh, thanks. John, I'll pull the car around and you can have some time to talk. Be down in 2 minutes at the most."
"Ok, bye."
"Hurry down."
"So John, why'd you decide to ask her?"
"Because I love her."
"It's good to hear you say that with such confidence. When are you going to tell your parents though?"
"As soon as they get back."
"Good, you are going to tell them, right? They don't think you're too good for Abby, do they? Because I know about your rich family."
"No Maggie, they won't. And even if they did, I wouldn't care. Yes, my parents are rich but that's not me. I am NOT my father. And I think I'd better be going now, my fiancee is waiting for me." How dare she? Why would she even say that? That was so wrong...
"God John, I've been waiting here for like forever!"
"Sorry, your mother and I were talking." Ok, I really hope I hid the anger in my voice...
"What happened?"
God she's serious. "Nothing."
"Something happened."
"It's nothing, really." If only that were true...
"What did Maggie say to you? Tell me John!"
"Calm down Abby. It's fine."
"Damn it John! You could have told me and it would have been done by now!"
"Abby, she just said a few things about my parents being rich and thinking I'm too good for you."
"Do they?"
"No!"
"Oh, why would she say that?"
She sounds so hurt. This is what I didn't want to happen..."Abby, honey, don't worry about it. You need to get to work. Let's go tell everyone there. Remember the bragging and showing off?"
"Who cares...they'll probably just think you're too good for me."
"Abby, come on. We went to through this already. Don't even start. I'm not too good for you and you know it. So does everyone else. Besides, it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. And this hotel isn't the best place to talk about it. And you REALLY need to get to work." That plus the fact that we're drawing a crowd...
"You're right...let's go."
Did we really have to go there? I mean, really, why couldn't she just drop it? And did she call ME stubborn? Look who's talking...
"So you're driving?"
"Huh... Oh, I guess."
"How is this going to work?"
"What?"
"I have to go in now. You have to drive this car home and come back later to come to work. Then what?"
Why is everything so complicated? "Hmm...You can take my car to go home and you can come back and get me when I get off at 8." Ok, that works, right?
"Ok, so nobody's going to your house tonight?"
"I guess, you can if you want but I won't be there after 5:30."
"No, I get off at 12 so I'll go to my place and start packing before I go to sleep."
"Ok, we're almost here, who's going to tell them?"
"Umm..." Again, complicated...
"We can round them all up, well, the ones not too busy and just tell them. I mean, we can't take too long because they're all busy."
"Ok, let's go." I wonder what they're all going to think, what they're going to say...
"Ready?"
"Yup."