Friday, March 28, 2008

The Story

I know a lot of you have been curious about this since my sudden relationship status change (I know, earth shaking news) and it really is a great story that no one should miss out on, so here you go. Tami feel free to comment on any omissions. Or if you think there are better (or bigger) words I should have used. ;)

I was in New Orleans visiting my parents for my mother's 50th birthday, and I had to be back at work the next day. So here I was, minding my own business, waiting for my flight. I had to fly to Dallas to pick up my ipod from baggage claim there (THATS a whole 'nother story), then catch a flight to St Louis then onto Chicago.

Well my stomach starts grumbling, and my legs get shaky, indicating that I should probably go grab some food. Now as everyone who's had layovers in N.O. knows, theres next to nothing to eat there, and what there is, is mega expensive. I pass by a place called the "Praline Connection" and I figure I could just grab some bacon and a biscuit for the price I could have a full breakfast for at Denny's. Sounds good and it should hold me over until Dallas.

So I jump in line and immediately notice this stunningly attractive girl standing in front of me. Being the MAC DADDY I am, I chose to say absolutely NOTHING to this girl. Typical. As we proceed towards the front of the line, a lady behind me asks if there was anyway she could get just ONE piece of toast. They said it only comes in pairs, and that its a $1.40. So I looked at her and said that if I could give her .70 we could split it. Perfect! Well she laughed, and I noticed that the hottie in front of me kind of giggled at the comment. So the girl in front of me orders her coffee, I get my biscuit and bacon, and after I pay I step over to the condiment tray to grab some jelly where this same girl is doctoring up her coffee.

Thats when it happened. Out of nowhere she looks at me and asks where I'm going.

I told her my itinerary, which leaves her gaping because I'm flying across the country for no apparent reason other than to grab my ipod.

So we stand there, completely in the middle of the exit from the line, chatting. She was traveling back to Tampa from interviews, as she was a soon to be graduate from grad school. (Is that redundant?)

So after about 5 minutes of discussing Catholic School and my lack of ability to teach (at the time I thought she was interviewing to be a teacher), I reached down into my gut and from somewhere dug out a little courage.

"Wanna go sit down for a bit?" I'm not sure if thats what came fumbling out of my mouth, but I think that was it...

She agreed, and we went and sat down and chatted for another 20 minutes or so. We talked about mostly music and sports, more specifically the Florida Gators and Jack Johnson. We got along extremely well and I guess.."sparks flew" as they say. We spoke about Baseball and her lack of interest/knowledge about it. Siezing the opportunity, or just mooching a place to stay, I'm not sure, I asked her if she'd be interested in going to a game with me sometime, since she lives in Sarasota, spring training capital.

"Are you serious??" (i remember this word for word).


So she gives me her email address, I realize that I'm running somewhat late for my flight, we go through our "way to late in the conversation to be doing this" introduction of names,(hers is Tami) and I skeedaddled off to my flight.

Fast forward a few emails, and I ask her out to dinner. Since I had a Tampa Overnight, and since she just happened to be driving through town that day (never mind she had to dump her sister off at some random guys house) it seemed to work out perfect. I called my friend KiKi who is a supervisor at the hotel there to get suggestions on restaurants and was told to go to a place called the Rusty Pelican in Tampa. So I show up that day, with KiKi waiting on me to make reservations, and Tami comes a picks me up. (Any girl thats ok with picking me up on the first date is ok with me!). Long story short we have a great dinner and conversation and end the evening with a glass of wine on the back patio watching the sunset. (With the beach bash going on next door...thumping music, girls screaming...I thought for sure that she wanted to be there instead of hanging out with me!!!)

After that we talked on the phone every other day or so, until Easter when I got the opportunity to head down to Sarasota to visit. We had dinner on sat night, church sun morning, then to her grandma's house that afternoon for lunch. Her family was great! And I got along really well with them. That trip went great and we made our "relationship" official just before I left town. And by official, I mean Facebook official. ;)

So theres the story. Now here are some pictures.


Ronni Jean said...

Jeremy - that's so cute! What a great "how'd you meet?" story! Also, I think it's cool that you are a flight attendant - my younger sister is wanting to be one, but we keep encouraging her to get her college degree first..

oh, hey, did you even know that I read your blog? :)

Travis & Jeri Tidmore said...


When we get to Austin, you'll have to bring her along on a visit. We'll all go out (us, you guys and the grubbs)


Brian Miller said...

Good for you Jeremy! And great for you, Tami, Old friends of the family from WAY back think Jeremy is a catch. Enjoy.
Leslie M

Natasha said...

That's so exciting Jeremy!

The Future said...

Way to go Juice! Thanks for telling the story.

And she's short enough to put her head on your shoulder in a picture... so that means it meant to be, right?

But Florida Gators and doesn't like baseball???

I guess opposites do attract!

laura g said...

awwwww, look how cute you two are. now listen, i don't want to hear another word about how i meet all the peeps in airports and you fly more than me and never meet anyone. got it? happy for ya! my "we met in the airport" is going excellent, by the way.

LoriLoo310 said...

You two look great together.

Tami said...

The only omission is that you left out how extremely handsome the hot girl thought you were/thinks you are. ;) Of course, she also thought you were beyond insane for flying all the way from NO to Dallas just for an iPod when the US Postal Service had already created this wonderful thing called "shipping & handling." That was before she knew about the flight attending job, though, so don't blame her. :D