Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Just thinkin...

About how lucky I am! I am sitting here in my boyfriends hoodie, in his lounge, looking out the window at the bare trees and dark sky. I know this may sound simple but this is what I have always dreamed of. This life!

Last night Jarrod came come from work and we both decided we should have Qdoba for dinner. 4 years ago when I was in Denver I was also a vegetarian and Jarrod used to take me to Qdoba all the time for vege burritos. Oh the sweet sweet taste! I'm no longer vego but they are still as I remember them, incredibly tasty and not to mention HUGE! After diner we went to Hyvee for a few groceries and we hired a scary movie (The new Nightmare on Elm Street) it was pretty lame and I am the biggest wuss when it comes to scary movies, but oh my it was the perfect opportunity to snuggle up to my love. Not that I need an excuse!

Jarrod can't come home for lunch today as the roads are too icy but I have so much to do... Got to wash my hair (for those who know me it takes hours! And as I don't have a hair dryer right now, it takes even longer), maybe do a facial, manicure but before all that happens I have to clean the apartment and try and research how to cook a 12 pound turkey (IF it thaws out in time, it's not really looking promising right now! hahaha).

No rest for the wicked

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

It's LOVE!

Long time no post...
The days leading up to my flights were really crazy, I worked up until the day before I left. I was a total air head, forgot nearly everything! My mind was totally and utterly preoccupied!
Then along came Saturday...
Woke up early and started to ready myself, I went round in circles over and over and over again, trying to not forget anything!
Dan came and picked me up and we went to the airport, after 30mins or more of waiting to get my bags checked, we had some horrible breakfast and we said our bestie goodbyes!
My short flight to Sydney was interesting, Travie McCoy and Kelis were on my flight with their "entourage". The flight to Sydney was 30mins late, which meant 30mins to arrive in Sydney... hence I MISSED MY FLIGHT TO LA! I could not believe it! 9 people missed the flight and after maximum stress on my part and the airlines, they managed to book us onto a flight to San Fransisco. Running from one end of Sydney International is NOT what I call fun, airline staff at every corner yelling at me to "Run".
Sweaty, rushed and texting my boyfriend to tell him where in world I am headed.

Over 12 hours of flying, airline food, power naps and plenty of music and movies and I arrived San Fran, sleepy. After leaving the plane I rushed straight though customs and baggage claim where I thought my bags had gone missing, rushed to my next gate, called Jarrod, speaking to him for the first time in 4 years from the same country! I realized I may not have enough time from when my flight gets in to Denver to catch my one to Sioux Falls, so I spoke to the airline and they got me on standby for an earlier flight. My heart was pounding just praying that I got on that flight!!!!
Denver was a familiar place, they people, the accent, the smiles! When it was time for my flight to Sioux Falls I was already so nervous, the flight into Denver the pilot tried to land but had to pull back up coz it was too windy and she couldn't land. It was just as windy for my next flight and in a smaller plane, the airline told us that due to icy weather in Sioux Falls they may have to land in Omaha! WTF? I am an hour flight away from my love and now they are telling me that they are sending me in a different direction?!!?! This could not be happening!
After spending the entire Sioux Falls flight in the same tense position with unbelievably clammy hands, the pilot comes on to say that we will be landing in 20mins in Sioux Falls! YESSSSSS!!!!!

Luckily I was one of the first people off the plane, I rushed so quickly to meet him, it was almost like I had been there before, I knew exactly where to go. I ran straight into his arms! Speechless I just hugged him as hard as I could. I am never ever ever letting him go! He is everything I have ever wanted or needed, once we got my bags and got to the car, he had flowers waiting for me!

The last few days have been amazing, so much to say, but I don't want this blog to turn into a wordy, gushing mess! I have been taking photos of the beautiful weather, light snow and everything I can take a pic of!
I never thought I could love someone this much! I miss him so much when he is at work! And when we are together there is not a single moment where we are not touching or holding hands... I let the best thing that has ever happened to me go 4 years ago. I will never ever make that mistake again. This is what real love feels like!


P.S Photos soon, I promise!

Monday, November 15, 2010

Oh Spanner...

At the end of Day 5 of the countdown and I have been crying most of the afternoon...
Reason you ask?
I had been experiencing some odd chest pains over the past 3 days and since I am due to fly on Saturday I thought it best to get checked out... Turns out that the doctor wants me to get tested for a blood clot... A WHAT? You say... Yes, an effing blood clot! OK, I head to the pathology lab to have a blood test and away I go, after grabbing a few groceries, I am driving home and then it hits me BAM, like a god damn slap in the face. "What if I do have a clot? Will the doctor let me fly? What if he won't let me fly, what will I do? I can't not go... I have been waiting over FOUR YEARS!" All this went spinning round in my head til I nearly had to pull my car over to the side of the road.
There is no way in hell that I am not going to America... This has been so long in the making... I am flying over to see my best friend, my boyfriend and the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. The universe could not have picked a worse time to have me deal with this crap, I have been so stressed and now the anxiety of the very very long flight (I'm not the best traveller). Ugh!
So after talking to my Ma (twice), and my Da, given myself a headache and talked to my love... I have just had a cup of peppermint tea, some tablets and I am ready to lay down, watch the Vampire Diaries and zonk out... Today made me sad... Tomorrow be nicer to me please!
I miss him!
K thanks!


Saturday, November 13, 2010

Hello butterflies, my old friend!

Okay, so I admit that I am out of my mind with excitement to see my love in just less than 7 short days, but I guess after months and months of waiting I just thought I would be as cool as a cucumber the entire way through... Well, That WAS true... Til now!

I'm the kind of person that packs the night before, always have been. But tonight I felt the sudden urge to get all my cosmetics and lotions and potions into their little travel friendly bottles then I put all the winter and "date" clothes into a place of priority in my wardrobe (Oh yea, I do have such a spot for the best of the best clothing), next thing you know my throat is feeling a little tight and that tingle in the belly starts to appear, even my eyes start getting glassy. Here I was thinking that I was going to bypass all of that, I am human after all. I can only imagine this is only the start of many more tingles in the heart and belly this week... As much as the wait has pained me, I would never ever give up this feeling right now, I feel so alive! I feel so lucky to be feeling this way at all. I guess this is what they call love.


Friday, November 12, 2010

It's the final countdown...

7 Days
7 Days
7 Days
7 Days
7 Days
7 Days
7 Days
Only 7 Days!
Wow, I have so much to do in only 1 weekend, plus catch up with friends, Get last min items for the trip, get my hair done, wash all my clothes so they can dry in this reasonably good weather! Oh my...
And I'm still in my PJ's blogging! Trust me it's not for lack of motivation, it's more like lack of sleep.

I'll sleep when I'm dead I suppose!
Off to the Hairdressers!

Where should I start?

Why are we here? Where are we going? What is this all about?

Well, I guess by the title of this blog and my first post, you can instantly tell that this is going to be a deeply personal blog, lots of mushy gushings on about love and life. So if your not into all that... TURN AWAY NOW! This will not be the blog for you.

On that note I should get into why I am doing this... Telling our very intimate love story for the world to see... Well it's simple really, it's a story that should be told. There are too many stories in the world of hurt, loss, war and hatred. There aren't enough real life happy stories out there, ones that make you believe again, make you want to get off your seat and find whatever you have been searching for your whole life. If this blog is read by even 1 person and that 1 person reads a post and smiles, then the purpose of this blog has succeeded.
This isn't going to be easy as I am hopeless at updating my other blogs... I'm pretty much the busiest procrastinator I know.

Now where do I begin...
Well as in the aforementioned post, now in 8 days, I am travelling from Australia to the United States of America to pick up where I left off four years ago.
US Summer 2006, I had saved my lil butt off to go over to the states, not really knowing what I was going to do when I go there. I had plenty of pals over there already, some I had met, others were wonderful net friends that I had made over there years. I didn't know how long I was going for, wasn't really sure if I had enough money to fund a massive trip like this, but I took the risk, got on that plane and just went for it.
After hanging around with some great friends in San Diego, Orange County, LA and Vegas, I needed to get away from all that Cali/Nevada craziness and get back to normal civilization and visited a great friend in Salt Lake City (Loved the place, it was just magic). After SLC I needed to go see my Jarrod in Denver, he was an amazing friend who I had the biggest crush on and had been talking to for a long time. Me being the curious type decided the best way I was really going to see America was via Greyhound not plane. Yea, I was right, Greyhound sure does show you some amazing parts of that beautiful country but damn the people that travel via Greyhound are scaaary! Not like Australian Greyhounds, that's for damn sure!
After Jarrod and I spent time with each other, I quickly knew that I was in love with him and could see myself being with him forever, but, when you're young and on your first whirlwind adventure overseas, things start to blur and you can't always tell what's right in front of you. We spent an amazing time together, riding bikes and going to dinner, having BBQs with his beautiful family, picnics in the mountains, parties with great friends, amazing hardcore shows, grocery shopping, record shopping, cuddling, kissing, holding hands... Ugh I could just go on and on about how much fun we had together. He would come home from lunch every day to see me and we would just talk and cuddle in his teeny tiny shoe box apartment that couldn't even fit the both of us in the kitchen when we were making dinner. He was... perfect... in every single way I could imagine! His mother even begged us to get married, she just loved us together!

Sadly, yes, sadly I had to leave, my 3 month visa in that states was about to run out and I had to get to Canada to start my working visa there. I was so in love with him, I wasn't sure if he loved me... I thought he might have feelings, but girly insecurities got in the way of actually asking him how he felt about me. Instead of putting it all out on the line, out of fear of rejection, I booked a flight to Vancouver and Jarrod dropped me at the airport 2 days later, standing at the drop off at Denver International, I watched his car pull away. Whilst inside I was screaming for him to come back and beg me not to go. Sadly I wasn't living in a John Cusack Rom/Com this was real life and I watched as he drove away. When after a lot of anxiety filled travel, I finally got to my friends place in Canada, I cried for hours, I cried myself to sleep. I hated Canada. HATED Canada. I know now, I didn't hate Canada, I hated myself for leaving the best thing that had ever happened to me!

After I left, we lost contact, I didn't know why. I really didn't get used to Canada, so I packed up, headed to the US again for a week or so and came back to the small little Sunshine Coast. Australia just never felt the same for me after I came back, I had changed, grown in so many ways and lost one of my best friends. Jarrod ceased all contact with me. I tried for years to find out what happened and even tried to get in contact with his family but I had lost his address. The worst part of loosing him was also loosing his amazing family. I stayed in contact with his friends and even got to spend time with one of them when they were in Australia, she explained that he now had a girlfriend and I began to understand why our friendship had fizzed out.
Then out of the blue a year ago after not checking my myspace for months, I felt the sudden urgent need to check it and only hours before Jarrod had sent me a message explaining what had happened and how sorry he was. I was out of mind with excitement that after 3 years he still thought of me! I hoped we could start our friendship again and then... nothing.

Until now 2010, Without knowing if I was in a relationship or engaged or even married with kids, he took a huge leap of faith and contacted me and there had not been a day since the first time he emailed me telling me everything and how much he still cared for me, that we have not spoken... And he loves me! He has loved me since the day he met me! So now I take another huge leap of faith and fly to his current home, South Dakota. To be with the man I got a second chance with, to be with both my best friend and true love!
We will be spending my first thanksgiving and our first holiday as a couple together, attempting to cook a turkey!
I've never loved someone so much in my entire life... I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would be living the fairytale, that I would be the princess, no longer looking at every ones happiness from the outside of a frosted window, just wondering what it felt like to have the one you love, love you back. Now I know... and so do you!

Four years ago...

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

We all have a story to tell...

And here is mine/ours...

Hi, my name is Kez.
I am in the 27th year of my life, I live in Australia, but I left my heart in America 4 years ago, somewhere in Denver, Colorado.
I wish the story was as simple as that, but as you know with every great love story there is smiles and tears, love and heartbreak, happys and sads... But in the end all that matters is how you get to this point, right now, right this very second... Point form seems to help.
  • I'm insanely in love
  • I am following my heart to another country... in 16days
  • I get to tell the world our little story
  • And the best part of all... This is just the beginning!

- Love -