Ride The Lifetrain w/Chuckie

Welcome to “Date Night w/Chuckie”. I want to do something different this week; Kick it up a notch if you will….

I need to set the mood for this date so, if you don’t mind I’m going to hold off until tomorrow night so that you get a chance to set the mood I want communicate

First: Tomorrow, get all your chores done, I don’t want this date interrupted. You will need: A shower, some candles, and something that relaxes you to drink.

Second: Go to the CD place and get this CD “4″, by these guys: (CLICK)
NOTE: Locate but hold off on playing these songs:

“Little Foxes”
“Someone To Love”
“Vest Pocket”

These guys should give me a commission for this one.

Next, call your friends, tell’em about the date…Not to be missed!

Lastly, if you missed parts I and II, have a look below.

Guess what!! You’ll have to come back tomorrow night…Date night w/Chuckie, won’t you join me?

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Our first date…

You spent two days shopping for the outfit, spent $150 on a new pair of shoes. You had your hair and nails done; even had those little tiny stinky toes did! You spent forty-five minutes putting on your makeup. When you got there, I watched you from afar; how you spent the entire evening sitting in the corner, half smiling, half crying. On the outside you looked beautiful. On the inside you looked as if you felt worthless.
I thought to myself, you are so beautiful surely he’s late. Surely a vision of such beauty is not here alone tonight. (CLICK)

As the clock ticked down to the end of this night I realized from the look on your face that either you had been stood up or I was about to be the luckiest guy of the night. Either these other guys were just to cooly gooly to step to you or they were skurd. Anyway, pop a tick tac and I’m coming for your hand…hope you don’t embarrass me by shaking your head, no, I don’t feel like dancing.

Much to my pleasure “IT’s YOUR SONG” …the smile on your face would melt an ice-berg as you melt into my arms fitting like a glove.
Afterwards we decided to take A LONG WALK around the park. I thought it was so cute how you just took your shoes off and reached for my hand. A hand as soft as silk. We talked for hours confessing the good, the bad and the ugly. Somehow we both kinda felt safe, confessing things that usually were reserved only for the darkest corner of one’s mind in terms of being empty and lonely at times. Wow…felt kinda natural as we just kinda stopped halfway and hugged without saying a word. As I held you I noticed you were softly crying…

I just kinda knew you needed to hear this, so I said to you…

“Hey little sweetie”, I said, so many of us invest a fortune making ourselves look good to the world, yet on the inside we are falling apart. We manage to muddle through life saying and doing the right things, but when we’re alone we cry silent and desperate tears. It is time to pause and heal the inside. It is time heal the hurts, mend the fences, dig up the hatchets and throw them away. It is time to heal the doubts, answer the questions and release the fears. So if you need to go ahead, release those tears…

But after tonight, It is time for us to invest some time to what is going on inside. When we can do that, I betcha the outside will shine.
I am investing my time in something that matters. Won’t you join me? I almost faint as that perfect smile shows up on that beautiful face once again and you pull me close for another hug from heaven…

I can’t believe I’m doing this you said. “Spending the night with a perfect stranger on the first meeting”.
“This is a first for me”, I say as I pull back the sheets of my bed. “Can I open it now?” you asked.
“Yes Baby”, “Go ahead” as I start to brush my teeth and run a hot bath. You opened the gift bag I gave to you after having stopped off at the all night Wal-Mart. It contained a brand new handkerchief that had been opened and carefully placed in a glad bag. Four scented candles, some Chocolate truffles, a smooth jazz CD and a thank you card.

“What is the thank you card for?” you asked. I replied it’s a thank you card for a perfect night of love. You countered, that’s awful presumptuous of you. I said, “no, just confident is all”, “confident that we are in for a night filled with wonderful romance. Now, get in the tub I said.

We talked for almost two hours just laying there in the tub with the candles going; the steam wisping softly up from the water. As Norah Jones sang “Angels”, I talked of my childhood, and how I came to know Christ Jesus; and you the same.

Afterwards as we laid in the bed, I told you how I used to be an engineer for a Cellular carrier (won’t say, don’t wanna be sued) and that there was a possibility that our cell phones; yours placed beside you on the pillow in your hotel room, on speaker phone. Mine, laying beside me in my home, in my bed, on my pillow, on speaker phone, might drop due to maintenance activity during the wee morning hours. I elaborated how computers are taken down which maintains the network, might drop our calls. You whimpered in disappointment, but I assured you I would call you right back; I could hear you giggle with delight.

Hey, you said, “what’s the hanky for?” I said, open it and place it by your head on the pillow. You sighed, “”oh this smells just like you!” I love your cologne! I had very lightly sprayed just a little on it to remind you of me as you sleep.

We talked more until we both fell asleep, actually, trying not to as we just didn’t want the night to end.

Check back later for the conclusion of our first date…Part 3…Friday Night Date Night w/ Chuckie