(this was first posted on Google Groups)
...well, sorta...
My boyfriend came down to visit and possibly stay with me in El Paso.
Well, as you can see that didn't happen.
He was feeling really uncomfortable in El Paso, being that this is a
border town. And he was always kidding around about me running away
with him to his home state of Virginia.
Last night, he wanted to go for a "little" ride. We first ended up in
Fabens TX (15 mi east of El Paso). Then we fille up the gas tank. He
comes back in the car and says, "let's go to VA."
"ok, I'm all on board, but don't you think we need to go back and, oh,
uh, get diapers for Jean-Philippe (my 2 yr old), some food and other
important stuff?"
"we possibly won't be coming back."
"um, don't you think we need to get all my paperwork and notify my
landlord then."
"trust me. just trust me."
you know, in any other situation this would be considered kidnapping.
but i'm a fool for love. and i love him. it took me 3 years for us to
get back together. it would rip my heart if i lost him again.
"how are we gonna get diapers."
"trust me."
"i cant use my food stamps out of state."
"trust me."
Well, after about 30 odd hours, we're here. His mom knew we were
coming (about 6 hrs before) and is quite awkward about the situation
and i tried to tell her that i could not convince her son to turn
around and it was a pretty much lost cause, oh, about the time we got
to the end of arkansas.
now, i have to transfer schools, forward my mail, and make a special
trip to get my important stuff.
and my mom is going to be so pissed. we went through tennessee and i
couldn't get him to make a detour to go visit her and my family. now i
have to find the right time to call her and tell her everything.
laters
kaykay_mp