NJM 3 in NoJoMo 2019

The best day of your life: one that really happened or one that you wish for. by Muffin Princess

The one that really happened is the day I met Pam face to face for the first time.

I was so damn nervous for a couple of reasons. We had to sneak around so no one would find out (I was still with Phil, my ex), and, well, of course I wasn’t sure what she would think of me seeing me IRL.

Pam drove all the way down to Florida from Missouri. Not everyone would do something like that.

Mind you, this is waaaaay back before fb and face time and all that jazz. It was still the time of chat rooms and ICQ. No smart phones to snap a selfie lol I think I scanned a wicked old photo of me and emailed it to her, which probably took half a day to do with the old technology.

Anyhoo. She picked me up at my house, and we went to Denny’s a few towns over for breakfast.

lol omg the food was horrible! They didn’t have any toppings for her pancakes. I think she wanted the strawberries on top. They didn’t even have the flavored syrups!

I ordered a bagel with cream cheese. They didn’t toast the bagel! I was so freakin’ anxious about the whole thing I didn’t send it back. I just put the cream cheese on it and tried to eat it. I probably ate 1/4 of it.

We went to her hotel room afterwards. And, well, you know. Yeah.

I was scared that Phil would come home early. He would try to catch me doing stuff that “I wasn’t supposed to be doing.” Which could be anything, really. I mean, yeah, I shouldn’t have been cheating, but when I say “anything” , it could be something like talking to my family on the phone, or going to visit them (they all lived “down the street”). Yeah, I could get in trouble for shit like that.

Now, I don’t remember when this particular thing happened (omg my memory is horrible) but at some point, my dog, Floyd, got out of the house and went running through the neighborhood. omg I was freaked out! Talk about getting in trouble for something! I was a mess, all freaking out and everything. Pam caught up with him and brought him back, and calmed my ass down.

So, that’s my real best day of my life.

I have an imaginary best day that has been stuck in my head since 1982 or so. lol yep, same best day. The only thing that changes in this day dream is our ages.

I might write about later.

Maybe.