out of the blue, Mr. REA suggested we go for a walk in The Park.
note: Mr. REA never suggests walking in The Park.
so in true Crazy Girlfriend fashion, i convinced myself he would propose.
and if you yourself have ever been a Crazy Girlfriend, then you understand the logic here.
we left the apartment and strolled to the park.
then strolled on inside the park.
strolled all around the park.
we found a bench.
he suggested we sit down.
so we sat down.
and i waited.
and waited.
and waited.
no proposal.
just regular chit-chat about how perfect the weather was.
lame.
but when i got to thinking, i realized we were both wearing gym clothes.
his shorts didn't have pockets.
no room for a ring.
maybe they had a secret little pocket in the back.
they didn't.
we took a few minutes to enjoy the silence.
then he said my name.
yeeeees?
careful when you get up. there's dog crap over there.
that's the punchline to yet another anticlimactic story that did not end in my engagement announcement.
the end.
