Friday, I was talking to GameOver on my way home to pack and get ready for the weekend festivities. He kept asking me questions about where I'm staying, telling me he could be in town, inferring to me that he had skills
and could maneuver his way into and out of situations. Basically he was saying that he had game, but I came to realize GameOver wasn't playing games anymore. He was serious. He was serious about me. We hung up the
phone. I drove to Houston. He told me to call him when I arrived at the hotel. The drive to Houston was smooth. The sky was fading to black with bits of blue, green, and purple mixed in like sherbet. The clouds looked like a white version of my Afro puffs (oh how I miss them). As I looked into the clouds, I began to think about what GameOver would get me for my birthday. Is he in Houston as he said he could have been? Would he be in my hotel room when I showed up? Did he send me a card, flowers, edible arrangement? Endless thoughts and anticipation started to build on not knowing what to expect. Thoughts of these quickly flew my brain as I knew he didn't have the time nor finances to make a last minute trip to be with me on my birthday. The thought of him being in Texas was sweet but I knew my reality and he wasn't coming this weekend. As I arrived at the hotel my friends pulled up quickly after and we made our way to the reception area. I picked up the keys a bit annoyed because I don't like surprises. I met my friends at the elevator and we made our way to the 13th floor of the Courtyard Marriott. I walked into the room and there was a bouquet of flowers, roses, daisies, lilies, and hydrangeas. Beautiful, gorgeous display of summer colors, red, yellow, green, pink, just what I needed to start my birthday weekend right. The card said "Have a Happy Twenty Fine (25th) Birthday E, from the One and Only, B" Immediately I am swamped with emotion, my heart begins to open. If he was there I would have given him a big embrace, maybe even a little sugar since he acted right. 1300 miles away I dialed his number went into the bathroom away from my friends and thanked him for being him. I thanked him for the flowers and for making my day special. I thanked him for taking the time out to make me feel like a queen. GameOver responded by saying that "E, you deserve it all, I wish I could be there to celebrate with you, but this will do for now." All I could do was blush. He was slowly but surely coming back into my life, but this time things are different he isn't playing games. Maybe his name needs to changed from GameOver to PressPlay, because I don't think there ever will be a Pause between us. Some may say it takes years to truly fall for someone and give them your heart. But, I think when its right its right. PressPlay gives me hope that falling in love and finding love again is possible, and that long distance could work. I hung up the phone with him. Got dressed and took pictures of my flowers. My friends and I went to Mixers and Elixirs at the Museum of Natural Science, the museum was nice, but not my choice of places to go just not my crowd preference if you know what I mean. But it had a great ambiance as the museum turned into a club, with live music, drinks, and plenty of people to build your network. Seeing TRex with a Corona beside it was priceless. After the happy hour we ended up on the roof top at this hotel in City Centre. The rooftop was golden and I welcomed my birthday relaxing under a gazebo with my sister calling singing Happy Birthday exactly at 12am. Others called me before she as it was 12am on east coast time, but my sister got it right calling me on central time. I love her, she is one of my best friends and I miss her so much. We ended up in another bar and danced a bit before calling it a night.
Saturday, my birthday, I arose early to get my locs retightened or interlocked. PressPlay (PP) called me early, but I missed his call and a few others. I was in the shower and he called again, I picked up this time. He thought I was avoiding him as I was tweeting and hadn't called him back. I didn't want to awake my friend sleeping in the bed next to me at the hotel. He sang to me with his non-singing voice, Happy Birthday by Stevie Wonder the extended version. PP also sung MJ's PYT and Lady in my Life. He is hilarious, all I could do was laugh and blush through the phone. I wish he could have seen my face I was tickled pink with his renditions of MJ and Stevie. PP was doing the right things, saying the right things, making my day special. I couldn't complain. But, I was running late because of him and didn't want to be late for my appointment so I hung up with him and didn't stop to get coffee (as its my ritual when I go to get my locs done). I ended up pulling up the same time as my
locition and she greeted me with a Happy Birthday and a card from Da' Funkys. I loved it! It was the first time a beautician of mine gave me a card. I love the little things like cards, they are the most simple gifts, but have significant impact. During my visit there I was greeted with more phone calls, well wishes, text messages, bbms, gchats to voice messages with people singing Happy Birthday. Everyone sang Happy Birthday to me! I felt like a queen :D After my hair was hooked, I went to Starbucks to get coffee, get my car washed and headed back to the area where the hotel was located. My friend was driving in from Baton Rouge and said she was an hour outside of Houston so I stopped by DSW and picked up some shoes for the night before meeting her at the hotel. We had a relaxing day. Ate brunch at the Breakfast Klub and caught up on each others life. Got mani/pedis and almost fell asleep in the chairs. Then went to the mall to shop look around. As I was pulling up to the mall I was talking to my girl about PressPlay and his name magically appeared on my cell. I picked up. PP said "Hey E". I said "Hey B". PP "I was calling to see how my girl was doing how her day was going" "Oh really, my day is going well, B, thanks for calling to check on me". We ended the call with him telling me that I'm beautiful and that I deserve the world. He got more brownie points for that call. He was wooing me slowly but surely. My girl and I always end up at the mall as she was my shopping buddy from Summer '07 back in Philly and NYC. After which we went back to the hotel to get a quick nap in before dinner at 7pm. All of my close friends in Houston showed up for dinner it was 5 educated black women at dinner celebrating another year of life of someone they loved, ME. I felt it as well. We laughed, joked, they picked on me and my obsessive use of my phone. I gave them my thank you speech for being special women in my life and that I appreciated them all and wished nothing but the best for them. One of my friends suggested after my speech that they each ask me one question and I had to be truthful in my answer. One asked "What did I fear", another "Who is my biggest role model", "Why do I inspire them", and the last "Why did I choose engineering." All questions I had given thought to as these questions are examples of my character and the person God has destined to be great. We ended dinner by the Cheesecake Factory crew singing Happy Birthday to me and I indulged in Red Velvet Cheesecake. I didn't eat it all, but if I did I wouldn't have made it to my party that night. We headed back to the hotel to change and get ready for the party. I was dressed first of course in my red one shoulder ruffle sexy tight in the right places dress. My friends were relaxing. I guess they assumed I didn't want to get to the party on time. It really didn't matter to me. I started to bbm PP to see what he was doing if he finished his goals for the day. He called me as soon as I sent the bbm. Divine intervention perhaps? Na, just perfect timing. We chatted, talked, I giggled and laughed at his corny jokes. He asked about my day and how the dinner went and if I took pictures. PP has quickly become a major part of my life in a matter of a few months. I blew out my candles at dinner and wished to fall head over heels in love at 25. I think my wish may come true. At my party I danced to various mixes of Pop, Hip Hop, Reggae, and Old School hits. I had a blast even though the rain drove many people away. Those who stayed to the end enjoyed themselves, danced, laughed, and wished me a happy birthday even though technically it was 2am lol. I had the time of my life dancing with friends and truly felt the love of the day. As I blew out the candles again I remembered my first wish and knew in my heart that it was gonna come true. At 25 I plan to live life the way I never experienced it before, finding, giving, and receiving love, achieve all my goals of going to school and starting my business, and most importantly becoming the best me.
Keep the Faith!
Until next time,
~E
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