The Timeline of ... Bliss

Yes, that's right. I'm officially...whipped? I spent the best 2 weeks of my life recently with Robert James. This person who so completely completes me. He is the absolute compliment to every aspect of Wendy Cass. He meets every criteria I've had hanging around in case "the one" ever happened to stop by. I don't think I need to expound, but dammit, I feel like expounding.

We met almost 5 years ago. My best friend Lisa and his friend Chris (yeah they happened to be married) thought that we'd be totally awesome together. We met, went to Canada, hung out for 24 hours and were instant friends. He brought me home to the farm after the trip and we swapped addresses because he was SO INCONVENIENTLY going to Seattle for the summer. We wrote letters all summer long. I wish I kept them. I distinctly remember throwing them away too... Here is where I am physically kicking myself.

*kick!*

Owch. Anyhow... the next couple of years he and I spent apart physically, but mentally we remained connected. He emailed me out of the blue from Seattle to say hi, and to let me know where he was in his life. I responded in kind, and even though our paths were obviously headed in different directions, he was still stuck inside my heart. The proof lies here.

Last March there was the slightest possibility that we'd be going to Cancun together, but it didn't happen. He instead wrote me a letter and sent it to Lisa and Chris. Lisa was totally convinced that he still had something for me. Of course I was in denial state...and "getting on with my life" mode was in full effect. Damn. This kid can break through anything.

We talked throughout the summer through sporadic phone calls. When my life progressed into "single" mode, his did too (damn...convenient).... and the rest is history I guess. To put a long story short.

I want to take this opportunity to thank any motherfucker out there who ever treated me badly. Who ever took me for granted... who ever declined to understand or even try to accept the person inside me. I now have the capability to respect, return and absolutely appreciate this happiness I am experiencing now. This is Wendy Cass Gaarder in love. Perfect? Not hardly...but the closest I can relate to. I'm getting everything I put forward in return two fold. I don't think that perfect exists; only a tight resemblance...and everything I have been experiencing for the past few months has reached the apex of resembling perfection. We could be one and the same with only genders separating one from the other. I met my match and I have conquered my opposition. Fuck anything else. This is where I bow to my opponent and walk away the happiest woman in the world. This is where I stand to claim the biggest prize of them all.

He arrived on a Thursday night. Thursday November 13th to be exact. Good lord was he excruciatingly gorgeous. And DAMN was he all mine. Friday we went out with Troy... Troy and Anne to the Stage Stop. We all love Judylicious. Troy and Anne sang some songs. Rob and I played some lousy pool and got reacquainted with each other all over again. Hello happy.

He left me on Sunday morning to return to Billings to retrieve his truck ... only to return to me. Monday night was Sports Page, relaxation and revelry in the total realization that we were together - at last. With ICP cranked all kinds of loud naturally. We were like BLAAAM.

Tuesday night - LEONIDS... the show wasn't as spectacular as it has been in previous years and that was okay. We sat on the tailgate of his truck with beanies on our heads and reminisced about our lives. It was wonderful. We saw some beautiful stars, but the beauty being created was naturally the connection that we were sharing. Cuddlings under the stars = interstellar captiavtion.

Wednesday night kicked so much ass. We went to TGI Fridays for teas. Loo and Rob decided to grow some hairs on their chests and dove right into the Maxim teas. Fuckin tequila. Eewww nasty. We then proceeded to the Cove for some girl-on-girl dancing and more excitement outside. Paul played me some Rump Shaker and Dustin showed up while we were fucking around in the parking lot. My Rob fits in so well with my Loo - I know that something spectacular is brewing. And it's not just because he's wearing my best friend's bra as a hat.

I took Friday the 21st off. That Friday afternoon we did the "tourist thing"... we travelled the road of the Heritage Center and managed to lead ourselves around the Capitol building because we missed the hourly tour. When I mentioned to my mom that I had done this, her response was "geez, you've only been wanting to do that for 5 years".... Damn straight. Touristy stuff is fun, especially when you're standing 18 floors above Bismarck with someone as exhilirated as you are. That was a wonderful day.

Friday night was Bobcat Hockey night. Thanks to the wonders of the Vixen of KXMB we got free tickets, and one helluva lame ass 1st period. Naturally all was revived after some beers were bought. Yay Bobcats! Booo Helena! ... We then proceeded to the Comfort Inn because Dad and Jeanna were there on their way through to Minneapolis for the Vikes game. I wish I could post more about that but unfortunately one too many drinks in my system have caused memory shut-down. It was nice to see them...if only I could have remembered it. Luckily Cristy was there to remind me of all my dumbass-ness. Also, I promised Rob I wouldn't lie on the floor in the bathroom, but he totally found me there.

Thank you Comfort Inn Bathroom Cleaning Lady!

Saturday...yumm... breakfast in bed.
Monday...yummm..... quality Rob time.

Wednesday night was GAME NIGHT. Loo and Shawn came over for some Pictionary. God damn I love beer. That was so much fun with the influence of George Killian. Those fuckers came over and stomped on our asses in our house! WHAT THE SHIT!!...But it was okay. We totally had so much fun. Loo came back with some Taboo, and even though they kicked our asses AGAIN, Rob and Wendy still reigned supreme. We are the bombage. .... All I gotta say is Glass Blower and Ambush.

Thursday was FANTASMIC. Who woulda thought that a first time 13 lb. turkey cooker could do so well? I gotta give props to my man for pulling that off. And for being the absolute fucking potato Machiavelli. SUCCESS!!... And definitely one for the memory books. That is one Thanksgiving I will never forget. This is for sure.

Friday was recovery ... and another trip to the Stage Stop to see Judylicious. Loo sang "I Will Remember You"... Rob sang "Lets Get Drunk And Screw" ... and Loo dragged me up to the stage to sing "Wide Open Spaces"... and I remember that every time I sing that in my car I cry - this time I didn't cry... I was too fucking humiliated. I've never sang loudly .... zoinks. But I survived!!!... And GODDAMN RIGHT...it's gonna happen again. Baby Got Back!....and Baby got her ass smacked hardcore.

Ownership rules the mothafucking hizzouse.

Saturday... we drove to Minot to have Turkey day. Rob and Sandy were in the same HS class, so it was cool to see them "meet" each other again. Mom and Craig met Rob a few years ago - so it was cool to reintroduce them too. It was Me and Rob, Sandy and Stefan and Cristy and Eric. It was great. I had so much fun. We went to Dad's house for awhile and hung out before dinner. Afterwards Jeanna threw a nice kickass party (too bad dad missed it because of work) and Rob got to meet everybody that I had wanted him to meet since September. Paul and Loretta, Jennifer and Eddy and Nicole....plus John and Julie were there!!... Tom and Janet were cool shit too. This is MY FAMILY...and I was so glad that he loved everybody and everybody loved him. He fills that place in my life, the missing puzzle piece.

I only hope I can complete his as well as he completes mine.

Looking back on the wedding pictures on Saturday night I was reminded of how much fun I had, and how little opportunity I had to really connect with my new family. I'm glad that I've had the opportunities to do so since that day. I'm so glad that everyone is so accepting and understanding. They all want the best for me, and I believe that they see the best for me has been found.

Robert James Root, it's been a long time coming. I somehow always knew you were there. Thank you for showing me what it's like to be appreciated and loved. You have absolutely increased my quality of life, because you introduced me to life.


And on a side note:
He's moving here in January!
He's done with Liquid Engineering and will be working through Adventure Divers in Minot. He'll live in Bismarck and he won't be on the road for 8 weeks at a time. He'll be mine.

This must be what heaven feels like. And I know that I deserve it.
I deserve this.
The smile that I'm smiling right now belongs to me.
And rightfully so.