OUR STORY

Hello my friends and welcome back! I just found out I have some readers abroad so allow me to say zdravstvujtye und hallo!! You are just in time for the last and longest chapter of my story.  For those of you just tuning in, I had just awaken from dreaming about a mysterious man and am now trying to figure out who it can possibly be? Meanwhile on the other side of town, my husband to be is searching for me as well.  This is our story:

To recap, my mystery man had just received a random call from one of his friends to go with him to the local coffee shop to check out a girl he has a crush on. Unfortunately, when they got there, there were disappointed to find out she wasn't working and decided to just hang out and enjoy each others company.

A few days after that, my husband to be started craving a coffee after work and decided to head to Starbucks for a pick me up.  (Now what happens next is what he told me, but he might of been exaggerating in an attempt to get brownie points from me).  As he got out of his old 1989 Buick and started walking towards the entrance of the coffee shop, he was taken aback by a vision of a girl he noticed through the windows.  She was short in stature with long curly black hair tied in a ponytail underneath her Starbucks hat.  Her skin was a perfect tone of caramel color and her eyes were the most beautiful big brown eyes that you could get lost in for days. As he stood there dumbfounded by what he was witnessing, he saw her smile and right there and then it was like the heavens parted and a beam of light was ascending upon her as if to say, "Hallelujah you found her, you found her, THANK GOD ALMIGHTY YOU FINALLY FOUND HER!!"

Back to reality, he realized he was somehow inside the coffee shop now as if all the strings of the universe were pulling him towards her.  She was working behind the register, although by the time he finally got to it, she moved on to making and calling out drinks.  The shop was pretty busy as it was Saturday night and the tiny coffee shop was filled with people wanting to relax and hang out.  Between all the banter, ambiance music and the blasting of the blenders, it was difficult to hear, but that didn't seem to bother the girl he just couldn't seem to take his eyes off of.  As she called out the finished drink order it was as if she was the only person in the store or as if everyone had stopped what they were doing just to hear her angelic voice.  Although she was small, she called out with great authority, "VENTI, DECAF, UPSIDE DOWN MACCHIATO FOR MANNY!!" It was the most sweetest sound to have ever of touched is ears and he knew at that moment that there was no other girl that he ever wanted to be with in this world or the next except for the one in front of him.

Meanwhile, behind the counter I was frustrated with men all together and decided to call it quits, I swore I would either become a nun or lesbian (not really, just an expression) but as for me and men I was through and was just going to focus on finding myself and my way back to God.  Reason for my frustration was that all these weird guys started trying to pick up on me from 40 year old mama's boys to 26 year old insurance brokers to 15 year old little punks thinking I was actually in their league and I even had a lesbian following which was weird because I thought I was pretty straight, but looking at my above expression maybe not?!!  Nevertheless, I was like "come on, really?! These are the people that are attracted to me?!!' So I said "FORGET IT, I'M OUT!" Although, I decided that, everyone else didn't get the memo, so I continuously got harassed by cheesy pick up lines, stalkers and people leaving their phone numbers in the tip jars for me. I mean don't get me wrong, it was pretty fun meeting all these different people, but I was looking for my one true love, not someone trying to make me another notch in their belts!

Getting back to the mystery man, he didn't pick up on me that night, instead he just watched me with great entertainment and laughed to himself at this oxymoron of a small barely 5 ft girl, with a big voice that echoed throughout the whole store.  As he got his drink and was leaving, he turned around to take one last look before he left and with great confidence said to himself, "I'm going to marry that girl."

He went back to the coffee shop the next day in hopes of seeing the girl one more time, unfortunately she wasn't there.  He went back everyday for week, until finally on the last day, his friend called him up and asked if he wanted to hang out.  He told him sure and recommended hanging out at Starbucks (how convenient right)? His friend said sure and said "maybe that girl I like will be there!" So off they went to Starbucks to hang out and see if "the girl is there." Upon arrival, they both entered the store and ordered drinks; unfortunately, they did not see the girl.  They grabbed a table in front of the register as it was starting to get crowded with the weekend crowd and pulled out their Simpson Chess set and decided to hang out and play awhile.  Suddenly, from behind him he heard that angelic voice again, "GRANDE TAZOBERRY FRAPPACCINO FOR MARKO!!"  Butterflies started to dance within his belly as he got up to get their drinks.  There behind the bar, was that short statured girl with the big voice and as he got their drinks, their eyes met for a brief second as she handed them over and smiled, "thank you," he mumbled as he took the drinks and hurried back to his friend. "Dude!" his friend said excitedly, "That's the girl I was telling you about!"  In amazement, he started laughing "No way, that's the girl I was telling you about!" They both started laughing while their eyes wondered over to see what the girl behind the counter was doing?

Meanwhile, as I previously stated, I had given up on relationships so I was completely oblivious to anyone trying to flirt or what not with me, so I continued working my shift, skipping and laughing and doing what Russhelle does best.  Then it was getting close to closing time and I was pretty much exhausted as it was close to midnight and like all weekends was a very busy night. Being that our store closed at 1A.M., and people were starting to go home, I started cleaning up the store early getting ready to close.  As I walked back and forth in the front taking dirty dishes and towels to the back sink, something caught my eye? As I turned and glanced, I noticed a young gentlemen in a denim jacket quickly turning his head away from me as not to catch him looking and as cocky and shallow as this may sound, I said to myself "Oh great not another one!" But for some strange reason, I took another glance and something inside of me started pulling and as I made my way to the back I asked the Lord "Is he the one Lord?" and after I said that, I immediately felt a warm sensation come over me and there was a peace in my heart that said, "yes!"  But being that I was frustrated and gave up, I decided to push these feelings aside and said "well Lord, if that is so, give me another sign because I DON'T want to be wasting my time and getting my heart broken again!" and with that I continued on with my shift.

As the night progressed, Marko and his friend continued playing chess and hanging out, although Marko wasn't really into the game that night; he just couldn't stop looking at the coffee shop girl.  At the same time, he had just overheard two male employees talking about asking her out and given that his own friend was interested in her as well, he had a real dilemma on his hands.  Should he do the math and realize that given the male to girl ratio, he might very well be waiting in a long line to have a chance with her?  Since his friend saw her first, should he honor the bro code and see where things end up with them?  Or should he just forget everybody else and take the risk?

Sorry I cut this one short.  At the persistence of my dearly beloved, it was just waaaay too long so I guess the story will have TO BE CONTINUED.......