meet my fiance.matthew.
he's a C-17 pilot in the air force, and currently lives in delaware.
i have to get to move to there after we get married. don't get me wrong, i could not be more excited to be married to matthew and finally live in the same city! i am not as excited however, about living in delaware. fortunately, we will only spend about a year there though, before moving to another base, so i can't complain.
to get to know him a little bit, i thought i would share one of the latest "matthew/carey stories."one of matthew's best friends was getting married in texas over memorial day weekend. i took an extra day off so we could fly together out to texas and still make it to the rehearsal dinner. matthew was in charge of booking our flights.
thursday morning before school i had gotten up early to make sure i was all packed, my room was clean, i had clean sheets on my bed (every time i go out of town i need to have clean sheets waiting for my return, quirky, i know), and got gas for the 5.5 hour drive to dover. after school i hit the road. of course i hit traffic around annapolis as it was commissioning week. the should-be-5.5 hour drive turned into a 7 hour drive. i wasn't the happiest person when i got to dover.
i also had forgotten a few toiletries for the trip, so we needed to go to target that night. it was almost 10PM by the time i arrived. matthew was working in his office, i was taking my time repacking my suitcase for the flight when i called out asking what time our flight was, "8:30 right? so i can get up at 5ish?"
...nope...the flight is at 5:30AM...
in baltimore.
which is 2 hours away.
and i still wanted to shower before we left.
which means my alarm would be going off at 2AM. aka in about 4 hours. and we still had to go to target.
i was NOT pleased.
i may have gotten a little angry frustrated with him. we left for target. i don't think i talked to him much in the short drive over. once we got in target, i may have continued to proclaim, "2 AM matthew, 2 AM!!" repeatedly . people may have turned to look at us. and meanwhile, matthew was walking about three feet behind me laughing at how ridiculous i sounded as i yelled "2AM" throughout target. it was a fun night.
we made the flight. i got up at 2 AM, was able to shower and we were fine. i did tell matthew that he would not be making our flight reservations anymore. while on the flight, i was noting how nice it was to travel with someone. i hadn't traveled with other people since i was in high school and traveled with my family. i've been flying from virginia to new york for the last five years to go home, or have met my family at the destination for whatever vacation we had. it is SO much more fun getting to sit next to someone on the plane, have someone to talk to while waiting at the gate, and most importantly have someone watch my luggage while i use the restroom so i don't have to lug your huge carry-on with me wherever i go. i could get used to this.
as we were sitting on the runway, and i was enjoying flying
with someone, i also noted that my fiance happens to be a pilot. i've never been scared of flying, but it seemed reassuring that should something happen to one of the pilots, i would always have one with me!
i told matthew this.
apparently talking about something happening to the pilots that might cause them to lose consciousness is not something you should talk about out-loud on a plane. matthew politely reminded me of this.
after having a long drive the day before, and getting up at 2AM i was not the most rational person at this moment. so i did what any girl would do in my situation, i argued.
i argued that it was ridiculous, i wasn't threatening a pilot, i was just stating that
should anything happen, i was happy to be flying with another pilot!
matthew nicely asked me to not talk quite so loud.
i argued again. what? it's not like i said "bomb!" they can't get mad at me.
matthew gave me the look.
...i did, i said "bomb" ...on plane.
and that was the start to our first plane ride together.
i'm looking forward to many more flights with matthew. hopefully, that do not require me to get up shortly after midnight and i do not get quite so many dirty looks from strangers.
so that's my latest "matthew/carey" story.
and now you can say you've met matthew.

ps: we were much happier for the rest of the weekend in texas.