2005-08-29 - 12:14 a.m.
So, the car -- loved the old color, loved the old interior, but like I said, a nice little upgrade. I'm a big fan of Volkswagens, so I went with the GTI, and it happens to be a 1.8T. I'm absolutely loving this engine. One test drive and I was sold. It's the same exterior color, same interior color, except it's leather this time, with the heated seats. And instead of the one disc CD, I have the five disc changer. And I'm still paying the same amount every month, except the APR went down by half. A pretty good deal, if I do say so myself. Plus the sweet rims, and the window tinting that's a year and a half late in coming, and I'll be a happy camper (just get me the address to send the bill to again?).And the date for my brother's wedding... It's August 26th, 2006. Just under a year. I'm a bridesmaid for my beautiful soon-to-be sister-in-law, and I can't wait. We're going dress shopping soon with her own little entourage. Somebody should make an HBO special out of this. It's going to be that good.
I met the brother this weekend. SO NICE. Makes me wish I had an older sister to fix him up with. Actually, in fact, makes me wish I had more lady-friends, so that I could get this really really cute man a woman. He's handsome, and nice, and athletic, and funny. Apparently all the good stuff runs in the family, too. We had a great weekend, and it really reinforced for me how much I really like NB. I was expecting the brother to be somewhere between NB and his dad, whom NB has some trouble getting along with on occassion. But I realized that NB actually IS his dad, and the brother is the middle of the road (between the dad and the mom, who seems really great). And he's GREAT.
I kicked both of their asses at darts, and now NB's brother (henceforth to be known as NB's B) can go back and give the parents a great report about me -- fingers crossed. He informed me on Friday night that he was, in essence, the reconnaissance mission, and he'd gotten a call from The Mom the night before instructing him to gather information about me. Oh. My. God. Basically, I knew that was going to be the case, because NB is not exactly one to volunteer a whole lot of information; but to hear NB's B actually let me it on that was a little unnerving. I want to make a good impression in whatever way I can. And after over ten months, NB's B was the only way presenting itself. Anyway, I got a hug this morning as he was walking out the door, so I'm taking that as a good sign.
So, after the brother went to the airport this morning, NB and I went to brunch with one of his high school friends and his wife, and the friend was talking about how the house next door to them was going on the market tomorrow. And NB said, "Maybe we should buy it and move down there," before he caught himself. And I would be totally down with that. I know I wouldn't like Hot-lanta that much, but with people like NB and the brother and the high school friend and his wife around, I would so get over it. You know, I'm waiting for this little happiness bubble to burst and hoping it never will. I want to be so content forever.
