So, I figured it's about time to write about my first RL meeting with my SL husband, Jeffry. It might be a long, worded post, so feel free to skim on by. :)
On Thursday, April 8th, he was set to come into Sacramento International Airport at 4pm. I arrived slightly early, and nervous as hell. I knew him immediately, and felt like we've known each other forever, instead of just a year via internet. We hugged nervously, not really knowing what to do. And he was extremely quiet, I'm assuming he was just as nervous. The first day, I showed him around the area I lived, took him to Walmart to get a few things they wouldn't allow on the plane, introduced him to In-n-Out Burger, and then we went off to a park. We walked the frisbee golf course, talked, watched a creek stream, and then sat on a park table and talked some more. After that, it was pretty late, so I took him to his hotel, and I went home to sleep.
The second day, we woke up early, I got to check out his hotel room, as he told me about the breakfast they have there. a little later, we took off to the mall, spent a few hours there, and he bought a Walle plushie (Walle was the first movie we watched together in SL). He paid for lunch for me, as much as I begged him not to. Then after that, we went back to the hotel. I had to leave for a bit to pick up a family member, and as I was on my way back, he had told me that he took my sweatshirt earlier that day.
As I walked into the hotel room, he told me it was in the bathroom, so I went to grab it and lifted it up... to find a letter and a bag with chocolate dipped strawberries. Without stopping to read or open anything, I ran out, almost in tears. And he was there as I came around the corner of the bathroom to catch me, and after he calmed me down, he went in there to read the letter he wrote with me. We came back out, where he had put down a couple (fake) rose petals and little candles on the bed while I was in the bathroom. Cliche, I know, but its so totally like him. I laid on the bed, mind blown that they make actual fake rose petals, and he laid in front of me, telling me to get something out of his back pocket. I eventually did, and knew what it was when I seen it. He asked me to marry him, and of course I said yes. Afterwards, we stayed at the hotel for a while, and I went home to sleep for the night.
Saturday, we thought it would be a great idea to go swimming. It was about 60 degrees, and the water was freezing. But it sounded like a good idea until we got in the water. I ran into the water, and swam circles around him as he turned into an icicle and attempted to catch me. But after about 10 minutes in freezing water, we decided to get out. We waited a couple minutes outside of the pool to drip dry, and then took off running to the warm hotel shower. I had some embarrassing thing happen to me (which I don't ever want to relive), and I spent the whole time in the shower crying because I was so horrified. He was able to calm me down, and gently held me as I cried it out. After that, we stayed in bed for the rest of the day, watching movies and talking some more. I stayed the night with him that night.
Sunday, the plan was that I'd take him to Frys, my favorite electronics store. However, we had some drama happened, and we never made it into Frys. It was our last full day together, and other than the drama, uneventful. We went to the hotel after a failed trip to Frys, so I could try to fix the drama. Watched more Shrek the Third and other movies together, before going to sleep.
On Monday, he had to be at the airport in the morning, and I was starting crying at the hotel at the thought of him leaving. It was raining pretty hard on the way to the airport, and when it was time to say goodbye, I swear nothing has ever been harder to do than let go of his hand and turn the other way. He handed me the Walle plush seconds before I turned to let him go. I cried the second I turned away, cried all the way to the car, cried all the way home, and I stayed in bed for a good 2 days after, just crying. I took it really hard, I was unable to look at the Walle plush for those few days, unable to unpack my things I took to the hotel, unable to watch Shrek, and unable to do anything with the shirt I stole from him.
Things are easier now though. I sleep with my Walle plushie, I've unpacked and washed my clothes, and we watched Shrek together a few days ago (well, it was on TV, and it was 2 hours ahead for him, but we still watched it at the same time). I had such a great time with him, and he took such good care of me. I know for sure now, that he is the one I'm supposed to be with. In the short time he was here, I've been the happiest I think I've ever been, and it was the first time ever, that I actually cried that much for any man. Our RL time together, was just as amazing as our SL time is. It's funny to me, that I love SL because its my little "fantasy" world, where everything is perfect. However, my RL weekend with the RL Jeffry, was just as perfect as any SL moment ever.
Good news is, I'm starting to plan my trip up to Iowa to see him next time. I'm shooting for July, but might be earlier because I can't wait. :)