The Dirt





Ocotillo, Easter 2010

Easter Weekend 2010 at Ocotillo Wells. I was out there with my parents; we go out there every major holiday. Larry had the same ritual with his friends and happened to be out there that same weekend. Coincidentally one of his co-workers knew my stepdad who happened to be camping with us. Larry went to our camp and joined in on a long ride; I recall "dream truck (#1)" getting stuck in tight spots that sandrails had no trouble clearing and so many times we had to stop and sit in the scorching heat while the guys dug out Larry's tires in order to pull him out. I was pretty annoyed to say the least, that is until I saw him, this tall, tattooed Bro come out of his truck (I don't even like bros) but there he was, rugged and dirty and I was totally digging it. Eventually we made it back to camp, I decided to take a nap and when I woke "dream guy" was gone. Luckily for me, Larry's friend was still around so my sister decided to play cupid for me and gave his friend my number for Larry. I remember sitting in the room wondering if he'd ever get the number or even know who the hell I was. He texted me the next day and we set up a mini date just so we could meet. I was a little nervous about the whole deal since I was fresh out of a relationship and had never really done anything like this. I found myself making excuses before I even met him, I remember telling my sisters "but what if he's cockeyed? I only saw him with his glasses!" haha There was no way out, it was time to go. We met up at a Chili's in Buena Park, I don't know why I was so nervous...he was perfect! We had so much in common and now the only place I didn't want to go was home. At the end of the night he followed me home and walked me to my door...we kind of stood there awkwardly, I'm thinking we both were waiting for the kiss but neither of us had the guts to make the move. I was seeing stars that night, there was something about him...and so it began.