As I mentioned in the last post, Bryan was stranded in Salt Lake City due to his red-eye flight on Friday getting cancelled. Yesterday (Saturday) around 3:30 pm Eastern Time (I specify because Bryan was in Salt Lake City), Bryan called me and told me that he was at the airport and was going to desperately try to get a flight. However, he told me, if it doesn't work out I am going to back to the hotel to do laundry because I am out of clean underwear. Ok, maybe you didn't need to know that last part. But it sets up the story. I was told I would hear from him once he knew what was going on.
Hopeful, I arrived at the Mall at which, after about 35 seconds, I realized I feared for my life (try Hallmark and the Godiva store the day before Valentine's Day sometime - this could be part of the Winter X Games). I knew a card and cute present would be much easier to come by at Target. I got what I needed, ran a few more errands, and waited to hear from my honey.
About halfway through Keeping Up with the Kardashians, I realized I hadn't heard from Bryan in hours - this was about 6:30. After several phone call attempts in which my voicemail messages ranged from calm, "Call me, baby, just wondering how it's going" to deranged, "Did you decide seven wives were better than one??? Where are you?", I decided to relax and watch "17 Again" with Zac Efron. No doubt one of the single most perplexing teeny-bopper "sex symbols" in Hollywood in my opinion. We had Luke Perry and these kids have Zac Efron, are they serious?!
At about 9:30pm, the phone rang. "Honey, I told you I was going to do my laundry, why were you so panicked?" Me: "Well, you didn't bring your phone with you?" Him: "The battery desperately needed to be charged, so I left it in the hotel room." Me: "Oh. Well, that is a somewhat weird story, but ok. What happened at the airport?" Bryan went onto tell me that he talked to a bunch of stupid representatives and nothing could be done. He would be taking the first flight out in the morning. He was disappointed, but determined to find dinner somewhere. He would call me in about 15-20 minutes.
Sad, I watched the Bill Maher comedy special that was on HBO (yes, I love him) and Bryan called back. I told him the special was hilarious. Then Maggie started barking. He asked what Maggie was barking at, so I went over to the door and looked out the peephold.
There was Bryan!!!! Holding two calzones from Mellow Mushroom!!!!
Best. Valentine's. Ever.
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