Tuesday, January 21, 2014

The Fiance Guy

Every week day, I get up and make Corey his lunch for the day. Yes, he is lucky and he knows it. There is just something about food. I love it! All of it, especially sweets. Anyways the last few weeks we have made an a dinner list for two week periods and then not go to the store during this time because we are trying to stay on budget haha thats a joke. So anyways,today after I have left for my classes Corey asked me if I wanted twice baked potatoes, or homemade mashed potatoes. Lets just say I struggled with the decision, his twice baked potatoes make my mouth water just thinking about them. However, now that we have been together for two and half years he has made them probably 10 times more a year then he used to, like at least once a week if not more. Anyways, I decided to have him make mashed potatoes and I started them when I got home.....But I am NOT a cook! I attempt every now again but its not my cup of tea, unless it is a desert. So I had the potatoes boiling for at least an hour before he got home, and then of course those were finished before the main dish. So there I sat there fake crying for food, and I'm serious, like waaaaing for at least 30 seconds because I think I'm starving. "Just bring me a plate full of potatoes and gravy pleaaaasssee," I beg. Well when dinner is finally ready, he brought me literally a half plate full of mashed potatoes, by this point I wasn't even hungry anymore. I stare at the plate, and laugh hysterically, I cannot believe my eyes. He's got to be joking right. Nope I asked for a plate full and thats what I got. Lets just say I didn't finish them. The entire time I was eating all I thought to myself was why didn't he just save them so I could eat left overs tomorrow. I was getting mad, because this was obviously a waste of food. But then I walked into the kitchen and saw one of the large mixing bowls still half full of potatoes. Apparently, I wasn't suppose to cut peel and cut up 8 potatoes to boil. How was I suppose to know?? Now here is a little history of Corey and I. In 2010 he was the IC (incident Commander) of Rail Canyon Fire. This was my first fire, and I was the one to spot this fire and call it in after a storm passed. He worked on the repel crew, and I am on a hand crew. At this time he had a girlfriend and I had a boyfriend. A few months pass and he starts talking to me on facebook and I literally have no idea who he is, or why he is talking to me. His pick up line was "I'll be your huckleberry" from Tumbstone, a movie at that time I had never heard of. We began talking daily, on the internet, and I would never answer my phone when he called because I was nervous. How childish, I know. Our first date, he took me to the local car show dance, which was full of older people like 50+, no one my age at all. Then I went back home for the the fire season, and he transferred to the local district to be on an engine. And there it began, we actually went on assignment together and my boss was the Crew boss of that assignment so we kept it hush, hush.I became impressed with his fire knowledge, and of course his good looks. I then traveled to South Carolina with him that winter and we got a puppy together. October of this year he proposed, on a god awful hike. I was not pleasant to be around. But all in all I wouldn't trade him or his cooking for anything else (:
This was the first picture taken of us on our first assignment together.
This is our little girl, Koa.

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