Rarely do things fall into your lap.
But this time it just did - something fun to blog about and the most awesomest of all nicknames.
I'll start at the beginning, it's a very good place to start... (sing with me)!
Last Sunday I was chillin' at the pad of the boy formerly known as Swasome. We were taking in the rays at the pool, but it was getting way to hot and this former sun worshiper is now concerned with getting too much (and too many wrinkles). So we headed in.
Out of the blue the man throws out "Hey let's go to TJ Maxx."
(That's how we roll on the weekends)
We're wondering around TJ Maxx when I saw this plant that I liked. I didn't even say anything yet but he said, "Wow, that plant would look great in your living room." I agreed and we stood there staring at it. It's a big plant. He said, "Let's get it and go to your house to see what it looks like." SWEET! So he got it for me.
(I told you he is so nice)
We are heading to the parking lot and it hit me. He has a BMW ~not a small, girly one but it doesn't seem that it would have much trunk space.
How the heck are we going to fit this in his car??
So I asked, "Uhm how the heck are we gonna get this in the car?"
He responded, "Didn't I tell you what my job was in the Air Force?"
I looked at him curiously.
Wait for it.
Wait for it.
"I was the Loadmaster!"
There ya have it.
I am dating the Loadmaster. You don't think it's bad luck to change a nickname like with a boat or a dog, do you? Cuz Loadmaster just takes the cake.