So today we were at Castaway again and for once I was actually scheduled on Scuttle time. Usually I’m digging for whale/velociraptor bones or throwing a Caribbean Beach Party, so just being able to play is a nice change. At least, that’s what I thought until I met Deandra.
Deandra is a sweet little girl, age 7, from Atlanta who took one look at me and decided we were besties. After about thirty minutes she got the question every kid asks me at some point, “How old are you?” To which my reply is always, “How old do you think I am?” After looking at me long and hard she announces to everyone that I am sixteen. Yup. I was shocked too. Anyhow, after proclaiming my age she moved on to the second most popular question I get asked, “Do you have a boyfriend?” To which my reply is always, “Nope. Too busy.” And this is where she shocked the living daylights out of me...
“Well, you’re cute, you need one. I’m gonna find you one.” She then proceeds to ask me my likes and dislikes, favorite color, favorite movie, and favorite things to wear. Once she gleaned enough information she proceeded to point out every male in the near vicinity and ask me what I thought of them. After giving her the lowdown on who already had a girlfriend and who didn’t she settled on one of the guys and told me to ask him out. Little did she know, she had picked out a gay man. So with a sly grin I asked him to be my boyfriend, and obviously he accepted. Deandra then decided out courtship had been long enough and told us we should get married. The girl was relentless.
When I told her that we couldn’t get married because he hadn’t asked me yet, she just rolled her eyes and said, “Well he better hurry, otherwise I’m gonna set you up on Match.com.” This girl was seven. SEVEN! She eventually grew tired of matchmaking and moved on to find love for some other YA counselor, but the moment is one I will remember for a long time.
Speaking of finding Mr Right, my friends are getting married today and it kills me that I can’t be there to celebrate with them. So here’s to Travis and Rachel Williams! May your marriage last to the end of your days and be filled with happiness, joy, laughter, and Dave Matthews Band. So happy for you both!
Moving on to other things - as of tomorrow I only have three weeks left in my contract!! They are finally letting me go home!!! I bought space bags in preparation for the great packing adventure. One accumulates more clothes than one arrived with when they are here for six months.
Six months... geez it’s been a long time. I think about things that I’ve done and people I’ve met and I have a really hard time placing it in my contract. Some people were new hires, completed the first contract and are now returning for their second contract and I am STILL here. I figured out the other day that I am missing my one year anniversary with the company by four days. November 2 is my official one year anniversary and I leave on October 28. I’m gonna ask and see if they will give me my year pin on my last cruise. We shall see what happens.
Can’t wait to see everyone! Until next time...
See Ya Real Soon!!
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