Isn't It Romantic? Vicarious date with an angel.. On Valentines day!

I was helping my roommate's boyfriend set up his romantic date with her (he had no clue how to be romantic but he meant well).. I got to realizing that on this Valentine's Day I have no date, I will not go out, and I will have no goodnight kiss.

I am talking to someone in another state but as of yet were just friends (and were romantically thinking of being more but since we haven't met in person yet its just a fantasy at this point).

I thought well if what we haveis a fantasy why not have a fantasy(fantas(tic?) date?

Other than talking to her I've chosen not to date, too many hassles, and I simply at this point don't have time. I spend most of my free time working on hubs and learning this trade.. I'd like to have something of sustenance to offer my future, and thus offer anyone I'd date before embarking on a romance on broke..

But we talk every day in email, instant messenger (Yahoo) and on the phone, we've become quite close. I actually know more about her than I did about my last 3 girlfriends so that's saying something. Ironically we get along better than them too lol.

I thought well since I'm home alone in this big house, (I lit some romantic candles and well my roommates roses are still here, so I thought I'd go on a date with myself and show myself, my friend in Chicago, and you my fellow Huber's some story love. I thought what better way to spend Valentines Day alone than to write and enjoy the love I would feel on a real date?

I write story's pretty well and I'm a true romantic at heart, so I thought I'd write a story of a date. In reality the emotions you feel on that special day of Valentines day are but emotions stimulated by the actions of the date.

It all really happens inside you not from outside so if you can drum up the visualizations and details of the moment and imagine the emotions well.. you dont have to go out to feel a great date right? (that's the theory anyway) and gifts so why not could a story bring a lonely bloke the same emotions.

I don't feel bad that I don't have a date because after writing this I feel I did go on a date.. and it was alot of fun really.. tell me if you agree.. I take you on the intimate journey of this date (no theirs no sex in the end, get your mind out of the gutter.. although it does have twists and turns all over the place that a great movie would have!)

This entire date is fabricated, I just made it up as the ideas flowed into my head and ironically this story is not edited (other than spell check) or updated or added to (as a real date would have been, mistakes and all?). I just thought about the girl I like and how I would have done this evening had we been physically able to go on a date.

The Location I'm in: The warm perfect weather state of California

Her Location and the Location of the date: Chicago, the windy city..

To research this (for realism as I originally wrote this for her only then decided to help those of you lonely blokes live vicariously through my date here) I used Google earth to scan Chicago, and google.com images.google.com and other sites to find out where the parks were.

The restaurants were and even the weather in Chicago right now.. I used real pictures to depict what I saw in my head as I wrote it. I hope you enjoy my story. A date with an Angel(a) (her name is Angela ironically and she's a wonderful person, who deserves a date this great every day, and I could do it too!)

Angela,

Since we can't spend the evening together in a romantic date I thought I'd bring a date to you to enjoy.

It's around 5pm, the sun is still up but only for about an hour or so.. And your getting ready, I'm on my way over dressed to kill (but I'm not in the maphia or nuttin other than being here to put a hit out on your blues and bring your more enjoyable emotions out of hiding)..

I show up at your door after greeting your parents and family (wow theirs alot of them aren't their?) I let them in on my secret plan to make you smile all night.. Your mother kisses my cheek and your father slaps me on my back (rather hard but he meant well).. Then he gives me the father daughter disclaimer, you hurt my lil darling and I'll shoot off yours.. Yadah, yadah.. You're mother tells me I look nice.. What a nice boy she says with emotion.. I tell them I must be getting to you (hugs are exchanged hands are shook, I'm on my way).. (her parents live near her I think same building)

I walk up to your door, nervous but confident..

My nerves are based on being over dressed.. I tend to over do things, I'm a perfectionist when it comes to treating a lady with class..

You open the door (it's about 5:20 at this point, and my plan requires we leave now..) and your smile is amazing, it could light a wet match underwater..

My hands are in front of me cusped, I reach out and offer a hug, you gladly accept and come in for it when..

As your arms wrap around my waist, You feel something strange behind me..

ohhh its a blue rose.. Wow blue? Yep, you were expecting the ordinary red? Nothing ordinary for you, your too fantastic for that kind of stereotype..

How'd I find a blue rose? I made it from a white rose and blue food coloring.. took all night..

the look on your face is priceless but the smile won't tone down so I have to put on sunglasses at night, we walk away to the car and I start snapping my finger and singing (softly so you can't tell I can't sing) as I wear my ray ban glasses I brought as a joke, I wear my sun glasses, I wear my sunglasses at night... (We exchange giggles) then to spare you I stop singing.

Take off the risky business glasses but not before popping out one more pun...

You laugh and grab my arm and say your so funny Jerrico, and my mission is complete as the smile being that mission is unbelievably sexy.

We adjourn to my Lotus (hey were not limited to the real world in a fantasy so I'm capitalizing on this baby!) and I open your door (I hold your dress so you don't step on it on your way down into the bucket seat..)

Anticipating your entry (the windows are all dark tinted) I set up a small candle light vigil in your honor, I have rose peddles from about 100 roses broken up and laced all over the inside of the car (why I told you to wear a red dress).. And candles on the dash board behind three roses that lay side by side across the long dashboard.

I close your door and let you soak it in. I run to the other side and get in and sit.. The music was already playing some Marvin Gay, and a few jazz songs I know you like.. Piano mainly..

When I get in and shut the door the outside world dissappears, the peace and emotion in this tight space is uncanny and blissful.. I got you all to myself right now and I like it.

I look into your glowing eyes and penetrating smile and just stare at your reaction. I don't say a word until you do.. You say wow, I can't believe you went to so much trouble over me.. Then I say, why would you be surprised? I simply know what I have.. And now YOU know too.

I grab the yellow rose and hand it to you while never taking my eyes off yours (good peripheral, hoping I grabbed the right one).. And I say.. (you pause your smile but its still their, your intellectually paying attention to what I'm saying as my disposition is firm and serious but light and loving, soft, as I admire you with my body language and words)"Angela, this rose symbolizes our friendship, that above all is what I cherish about you.

If it weren't for our friendship nothing else would matter. Your support of my ideas, and passions, your shoulder to lean on, your compassion and passion, everything you've given me, the kindness, the smiles, and especially the laughter and camaraderie.. Its unbelievable to me.. I'm so lucky you chose me to be your friend. Friendship is the foundation of love, and you've been a wonderful friend to me all this time."

I grab the white rose and hand it to you again while keeping my gaze into your deep brownie eyes.. And say this rose symbolizes the purity of our friendship. When I think back at all the times we've had to trust one another I see nothing but complete and untainted trust in both directions.

I admire you for many reasons but what sticks out in my mind the most is that I feel like I can tell you anything and not have to tell you not to tell anyone, I can trust you with my words, my secrets and my livelihood. You never mock my ideas, or put down my excitements in any way, you actually light a match under them as if they were pure butane gas..

You give me strength not because you replace my own but because you enhance me in many ways I couldn't feel without your support. I thank you for this wonderful gift, something I've not experienced with such amazing security in a long, long time.

(You say with a short pause, and a bright smile, your welcome Jerrico, you deserve it.. and thank you for your thoughtful words...)

I feel a bit surprised to hear it but knowing you this is exactly what you'd say, your such a classy girl..

Then you anticipate what I'll say about that last red rose.. You look away at it but think I didn't notice the shift of eyes and consciousness, the idle curiosity.. The thoughts in your head are probably.. Wow if he said all that about the seemingly benign roses what will he say about the red rose!?)

I stop talking and sit there staring at you for a moment. I bend in and give you a soft and romantic kiss that has you anticipating more, but I don't give you a full blown kiss, just an appetizer kiss, as romantic as you are beautiful.. then I say rather bluntly removing all the romantic body language and vocal inflections, changing to a more fun loving and energetic disposition (snapping you into a mild unexpected shock)... you ready to get going on our date?

Your expression changes drastically as you try to keep your smile and disposition, as the shock of my changing gears overwhelms your sense of anticipation. I turn the key blow out the candles and trick you into looking out the window as I throw the red rose to the back of the car to land in the back seat full of red rose peddles. You look back and notice the rose gone but don't say anything..

your in a bit of a shock as your brains lack of dopamine release from anticipating the fall out of the red roses definition, not beig delivered.

you feel that "to be continued next week" feeling sinking in your gut as you feel the disappointment of not satisfying your desire to hear that last roses tale..

You feel an awkward moment as you don't understand what happened to the red rose.. But you don't want to make me feel awkward so you try to let it go.. "Sure let's do it" you say hesitating a bit.

It never leaves your mind though, you just don't get it.. Strange.. But Jerrico is unpredictable you think.. Maybe he just used the roses to build the anticipation and the red rose is really the date? You try to figure it out but can't but settle with that theory.

I initiate a conversation with you about this date.. So do you have any idea what else I have in store for you? Do you know where were going tonight?

No, not really, but so far I'm loving your attention.. You reach over and wrap your arm around mine and clench my bicep with your hand giving me a "in the car hug", and kiss my cheek. You say "Jerrico your making me feel like a real princess tonight, thank you." to which I respond.. It is me that feels like a prince around you, so I'm just being myself girl (I say humbly but romantically).

We arrive at our destination after about 10 minutes, the city far behind I take you for a walk down the park scene before the sun goes completely down.

And I say wow this city is gorgeous isn't it? As we walk beside the water and enjoy the beautiful park scenery..

You say with some soft excitement, yes it is, I love Chicago, its so beautiful here when you get away from the big city parts..

But sometimes those are nice too.. The contrast is what really sets this apart from that though..

True, I say, true.. Your so wise.. I really love your intellect, I love how were always on the same page, its kind of sexy actually..

We walk for about 5 minutes skewing away from the water into a remote area of the park where trees light our path..

Through the tree tunnels into the distance We notice a couple engaging in a picnic.. how romantic I say, awww you reply..

we have idle chit chat about how romantic that is.. and you tell me how you love this holiday.. just brings out the romance in people...

We walk past the couple, their just sitting their and she lights the candles as we pass them, they look up at us and smile sheepishly.. we smile back at them.. but continue to walk to give them privacy.. then they get up and start playing, she screams and he chases her and they run away..

We giggle about it and stand still where I grab your arm gently and turn you around. I look into your eyes and say, are you having a good time so far? you look back at me and say yes I am.. this is nice.. your such a gentleman!

I look you in the eyes.. and my disposition becomes serious then excited.. I ask you with intensity.. Do you like adventure Angela? (I smile intensely as If I have something brewing) you look at me and inquisically but hesitantly say.. uhh yee-eeesss (hesitatingly).. Why do you ask? I look over at the picnic and say well their in the water and I'm a little hungry.. Aren't you?

You look at me with this ohhhh no look in your eyes.. Come on.. Live a little, and I grab your arm and pull you towards this picnic area.. Looking around to see if anyone's coming.. I say don't worry if anyone comes we'll run like hell.. It'll be a rush!

You sheepishly and not without alot of convincing play along.. You love the energy of my drive so you indulge.. Your not that afraid to take risks..

We sit down and I start pulling out napkins and placing them on the plates on the checkered white and red blanket, then I open the basket and say wow, Champaign glasses and sparkling grape apple cider.. Sounds yummy.. (I don't drink so this is great!).. You start to have reservations and get up. We should go this is not right Jerrico you say.. Sit down girl chill out..

You can't help but notice my confidence.. Why am I not afraid of getting caught? you start to wonder about my sense of adventure.. You like that bad boy side of me though, even though this scares you (sitting on someone else's valentines day set up).. Your mind is racing, you don't know weather to stay or go.. You don't want me to get caught alone but you think if you leave I'll follow..

You see the young couple looking at us, the guy yells "Hey! Hey!" and they start to run back towards us. You freak out, but I stay put.. What are they gonna do? at this point your traumatized by my lack of sensibility.. They get closer and your totally trying to get out of their.. Then..

Just then.. As if I timed it.. I pull out a picture of you I made in Photoshop that captivates your beauty in unimaginable ways, printed out and framed from the basket.. You look at it in shock..

The couple running towards us still confusing you, the woman says go get her Jerrico.. we'll check you guys later.. Were going swimming.. Turns out I set them up to stage this little event.. Gotcha! I say with the most infectious laughter I, uncontrollably laughing, we laugh together as your sigh of relief really feel good.

You jerk you say sheepishly but with a sigh of relief.. You set this up? Yep.. You like my entrance? Feel better now? I like to stimulate my dates you know.. It's my nature. That was rob and June.. They work with me.. They thought this would be a great idea.. what's more exciting than stimulation?

You look at it in awe thinking wow you put alot of work into this, and I did of course.. Its the picture I sent you the first couple weeks I met you online.. Remember those days? Nostalgia is intoxicating..

You say thank you and pick up your crystal glass and ask for some cider please.. with a bit of a look in your expression, that shows your still a bit stuck in the last emotion.. lol..

We toast to our amazing night so far and thank each other for the many things we've made one another feel over the time we've known each other. You give me a kiss and again say thank you, your so romantic.. But you really got me, I was terrified, I'm still shaking thinking these people are going to return to their picnic and beat the living crap out of us for having the audacity to eat their food!

With that I say oh yea.. Food.. I pull out a crystal heart shaped dish with a lid full of seas candies (the ones I know you like) and laced in are those message hearts I cherry picked the messages to remove all the "I love you" ones and kept the your special, your cute, things like that.. As this is only our first couple of dates...I feed you a chocolate smiling romantically at you. We talk for about 20 minutes then I say we should get going, parks are not very safe at night.. And we load up all the stuff and carry it to the car talking the whole way and laughing at what just transpired..

When we get to the car I open your door and the rose peddles are all gone! You notice right away and think, did someone steal our rose peddled?

You didnt know but:

(nope I had a friend show up and clean them all up and put them in a crystal vase, the same person who watched the blanket and picnic I took you to, ..)

Back to the date:

You ask about the peddles and I say wow, I don't know then I wink at you and say, I guess they needed them more than we did huh? Anything else missing?.. the looks I give you are definitely clues that I'm not surprised and after today you realize that I've covered all my basis at this point.. What you don't realize is the peddles are cradled in the vase tucked behind my seat and a black bag covers it and makes sure it doesn't fall over in my driving.

You look at me and say what's next Mr. Jerrico? I look at you and say.. I dunno I thought I'd just take you home.. Are you ready to go home now? We've had a long date already.. (It's about 6pm at this point).. You say no I'm not ready to go home, then I snicker and say ok ok you twisted my arm, you hungry now? Let's go get some real food huh?

I take you to a nice restaurant with a live piano player and even a woman singing romantic songs like "unforgettable" we indulge in conversation and get into a really nice long discussion about us and how we met.. We talk nostalgically for about 2 hours then when were absolutely full, including sharing a sexy ice cream topped heated brownie with hot fudge.. One bowl two spoons.. I take you back home..

we sit in the parking space, parking sucks there so its 3 blocks away, and talk a little.. You say I had a good time, I smile back and say you know what.. Me too.. Your a good date and a really good sport.. That picnic thing honestly I didn't think you'd fall for it.. But you, although got scared and ducked out before I poured the grape cider.. You hung in a while longer than I thought.. Exciting wasn't it? We laugh and reminisce about it.. You wont soon forget this date I hope..

I ask you if I can walk you to your door.. And you say sarcastically but still romantically toned, "what gentleman wouldn't?" as you smile at me. I say wait right there ok? And I get out and run around to open your door. You get out and I go to the trunk that I had popped in getting out.. I grab a very soft black trench coat made of suede outside and fur inside, I bought this to keep you warm after our date.. I wrap it around you and we walk to your door.

I give you a soft kiss, and for the next 20 minutes we stand their romantically and softly kiss and hug. You invite me in for coffee, but I tell you next time.. I want to keep you wanting more.. Besides its getting late for you, you have to teach those 6th graders in the morning and I want you to get some rest. But we will definitely do this again..

You say goodnight and go inside, hesitatingly.. I walk away smiling and feeling pretty good about tonight.. I turn to look back just before you close the door and notice you are looking at me thought he small opening of the door.. I smile back and blow you a kiss.. You don't even realize your still wearing the coat I wrapped around you... The date was successful.

About a minute after I'm gone (after I clear your view of me walking away I run back to my car so you can't give the jacket back.. you take it off and throw it on the sofa in your apartment and two minutes later you hear music playing.. you can't figure out where its coming from, but its your favorite song.. it keeps playing.. you trace it back to the coat and in the pocket is my cell phone ringing.. you answer it and I hang up then text message you on it.. I had a great night.. Miss you already.

You smile but in finding the phone you also found the red rose, and a note.

The note says...call this number and here's the voicemail password. Listen to the message while holding the red rose. - Jerrico

The voice message is my voice talking to you in a romantic and soft tone.. I said:

"I didn't forget about the red rose, I wanted you to receive this with love already in your heart. I wanted to tell you that I had a great time with you. I wrote this note before the date because I knew any moment with you would be special but decided later in our date to change it to my voice instead so I could tell you how I felt about our night. First let me tell you what the red rose symbolizes to me about you.

The red rose symbolizes all the passion in our exchanges. The way you inspire me to be more, the way you smile at me, the kisses you give me, and that look in your eyes when I tell a joke and you always laugh. How you like my puns even though no one else does.. How every time I call you I feel exhilarated and can't wipe that grin off my face no matter what. How you make me want to talk loud because the emotions you stimulate are just intense.

Tonight was the red rose, it was intense and fun. You were an amazing date and I appreciate your playful nature, your great attitude. I saw the look in your eyes when I didn't give you the red rose, but it was all a part of the plan..

By the way.. Go look out your front door.. I have one final surprise for you.. you thought it was over didn't you."

I hope you have a wonderful night; I look forward to doing it again. Bye-bye.."

You close the phone and rush to your front door where you see the rose peddles in the vase sitting on the step. sticking out of it in the middle being held in place by the rose peddles is a single stemmed White carnation with tints of blue red yellow and green on the edges (this wasn't easy to do) and an envelope resting in front of the vase with a card inside.

The card is a picture of two kids in black and white with some color parts.. I hope you enjoyed the date as much as I did.. (I know what your thinking.. what's next? hmmm..

-Jerrico

That concludes our valentines date. I hope you enjoyed it. The irony is I started writing it when my roomates went on their date.. when I finished it they came home.. coincidence? hmm..

Happy Valentines Day!

Jerrico