My family is on vacation in Colorado.
The desolate part.
So desolate in fact that if they dropped a Green Beret out there and said, “Good luck Captian Killer. Here’s a knife and 3 ounces of water, don’t get lost!” he’d be in the fetal position 30 minutes later.
It’s depressingly desolate I tell you.
Anyway-
Apparently Z thought it would be sweet to surprise P in Colorado! Yes- meaning he flew all the way from England to Denver just for her.
Okay, let’s have a unanimous “Awwww.”
Okay, that’s enough.
So he randomly up and decides “ I know! I’ll secretly fly to Denver and surprise P! Screw planning and preparation! When you’re in love- everything takes care of itself!” He thought he would simply catch a cab and arrive a few minutes later at my grandparents house.
Okay, let’s have a unanimous laugh. “Hahahahaha.”
How cute.
Poor guy.
I got a text message from him on the way home this week saying he needed to get in contact with my sister.
I sent him a quick note back saying I was in the car and couldn’t get it right then.
I then got a message back informing me that he’s in Denver right now, can’t reach P, and isn’t really sure what to do.
I started totally freaking out! What!? Denver!? What the crap? That’s not England!
Poor guy! He was doing the sweetest thing in the world right now but couldn’t reach my sister- and was probably confused by all the Broncos “football” gear.
Thankfully I was able to reach my family. They were shocked by Z’s thoughtfulness and felt bad he had to hang around in the Denver airport sitting next to some weird bearded guy in a purple sweatshirt that was enamored by Z’s “Britishness” and kept asking, “G’day mate! Do ya want some shrimp on the barbie?”
To which Z replied,” You freaking idiot moron. I’m BRITISH.” <- all said in his awesome British accent of course.
Don’t worry, they picked him up yesterday.
He wasn’t too traumatized by us crazy Americans.
He still can’t figure out that football stuff though. Crazy soccer fanatic.
What an adventure.
Oh too be young and in love.
PS: Z, you’re the sweetest British guy I know.
but seriously - the rain makes me want to go back home and curl up in bed with my hubby and Bo… Ah… wish I were home…
How awesome! And what cake was that?! It looked AWESOME!!! So delicious I’m seriously craving chocolate and cake right now. (But not chocolate cake - not my fav.) 
Aww, the poor guy. Spontanaity is good, but sometimes ya get bit in the butt by it.
That’s awesome of your family to drive to Denver to pick him up! My family would have made him rent a car ... but Z probably cant drive here can he? I’m sure P was thrilled to see him, how sweet. Once again Z needs a superman “Z” shirt ... I think you should make him one for Christmas. 
Have a lovely day!