Luck Be A Lady

30 Jun

“Man, it’s the equivalent to the surface of the sun out there.”, I muttered to a friend of mine. Even by Las Vegas standards, the summertime heat was unrelenting and ultimately unforgiving.  “I heard it is supposed to get up to 115° today.”, he fired back. We took a look at each other, shrugged our shoulders, and made our way back to the sports betting lounge. We had been there for a few hours now drinking beer, watching sports, and betting on the World Series. My pick? The Kansas City Royals. At that time, they were a 750/1 odds of making the World Series. Like a true, hardcore fan, I plopped an even $50.00 down on the table and made my wager. You see, I was feeling lucky that day. No, I wasn’t on a roll at the Blackjack table. I hadn’t hit the jackpot on the slots either. Everyone inside the Bellagio Casino could see my glow. They knew I was a man who couldn’t be wronged. My swagger was on. There was no stopping me.

To some, the 181st day of the year bears no meaning. It’s just another random day on the calendar. June 30th to be exact. That year, it fell on a Saturday. As I sat in the cold, air-conditioned lounge, my mind started to race. Thoughts of every kind of nature filled my tiny brain. Lost in thought, I failed to notice the cocktail waitress ask me if I wanted another beer. “Dude, are you ready?”, my friend, Tim, asked. “For another beer?”, I replied completely baffled by this line of questioning. “No, dumbass.” “It’s time.”, he belted out in an almost fatherly kind of way. Without hesitation, we got up and made our way to the elevators.

The unmistakable sounds of the elevator seemed to soothe my racing mind. I leaned up against the wall and counted each and every floor. With each beep, the 14th, 15th, and 16th floors whizzed on by. People would get on, exchange pleasantries, and quickly exit just as they had entered. Up next, the 17th floor. This was my stop. No turning back now. I exited left and made my way to my room. Methodically, I  showered, dressed, and adjusted my bow-tie for the 100th time. Everything had to be completely perfect. This had to go off without a hitch. At this point, errors were not to be tolerated.

I made my way down to the lobby. The concierge must have noticed the lost look in my eyes and gently pointed me in the direction of the revolving doors at the entrance. As soon as I my foot hit the pavement, I could feel the heat snatch the breath straight from my lungs. “Now, what do I do?”, I thought to myself. No sooner than the words exited my mind, a white limousine pulled up. The door popped open and I could hear a familiar voice inviting me in. One foot after the other, I climbed in the limousine .

My eyes were having a hard time adjusting from the harsh desert sun to the poorly and dimly lit cabin of the limousine. I could hear a giggle or two and make out a few faces staring back at me in the darkness.  Out of nowhere, I could feel a hand reach out and grab mine. “Are you ready for this?”, she whispered into my ear. All I could do was nod my head in agreement. Without warning, the limo came to a screeching halt. I could hear the others loudly proclaim, “We’re here!”. One by one, everyone was ushered out of the limo and into the blazing sun. As I followed, I could see a huge sign above the building that seemed to hover like a halo. T-R-O-P-I-C-A-N-A was spelled out in all its glory.

All around us, I could hear cheers and whistles from friends and patrons alike. As we made our way through the lobby and casino, the cheers got louder and the applause was borderline thunderous. Before I knew it, we were back outside. The smell of fresh flowers filled the air. Suddenly, the heat was barely noticeable. I could hear someone calling my name in the distance. This was it. It was my turn.

I made my way down a path that lead to a giant wooden gazebo. There was a man standing there. He was tall, wore wide rimmed black glasses, and had thick dark hair. He gave me a wink, a head nod, and began to smile. As he did this, I turned to see the crowd that had gathered behind me. My mom was there. So was my little sister. I could see friends and family for what seemed to be miles and miles. In the distance, I could hear music. The kind of music you have heard a thousand times, but never really paid much attention to. The melody was a gentle reminder of why I was there.

And there she was. I could see the top of her face as the sunshine peered down on her. One by one, she scaled the steps towards me. Her simple white dress sparkled in the sunlight. I could feel my heart racing just as fast as my mind was. I reached out and took her hand. I could see the nervous tears filling her eyes. The man, who was still standing behind us, started to speak. I am sure whatever he had to say way all fine and dandy. I, however, was concentrating on this beautiful woman in front of me. It had been a whirlwind romance. We didn’t care what anyone had to say. We didn’t care what anyone’s thoughts were on this day. As public as this display was, we were in our own world. Just the two of us, hand in hand. A few minutes had passed. The man behind us was done with his speech. “By the power”….”The State of Nevada”…”Yada, yada”. “Blah, blah, blah.” “I know pronounce you man and wife.” “You may now kiss your bride.”, he blurted out with a resounding pitch. As I reached out and grabbed my new wife, I knew that this moment was more than special. We kissed, we hugged, we laughed, but most importantly, we loved.

The 181st day of the year still give me goosebumps as if I were back in that desert sun. We were just two kids in love. We were hellbent on creating a life of learning and loving each other. After nine years together, that rings true more and more every single day. And to my wife, I am still that snot nosed, chubby kid who asked you to marry him. I still see you with those very same eyes. Nothing will ever change that. Happy Anniversary, my love. I love you more than words will ever show.

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25 Responses to “Luck Be A Lady”

  1. Paige June 30, 2010 at 9:29 am #

    Simply beautiful. Elegant. And possibly the greatest piece you have written to date (although its possible I am slighly biased). I love you more than eloquent words can offer.

  2. jules June 30, 2010 at 10:23 am #

    THAT is a gorgeous tribute to your wife, your marriage, and your life together! Happy Anniversary! May you have MANY, MANY more years of happiness ahead of you!

    • TJ June 30, 2010 at 10:28 am #

      Thanks, Jules! BTW, I thoroughly enjoyed your tribute to your husband. I was jealous of just how well written it was and the thought you put behind it.

  3. jules June 30, 2010 at 10:37 am #

    Aw, thanks! I’m jealous of YOUR writing skills…..Some day…. :)

    • TJ June 30, 2010 at 10:40 am #

      We need to team up on something. I don’t know what, but I am sure we could combine to write something fucking spectacular.

  4. mylittlebecky June 30, 2010 at 11:36 am #

    awww, happy anni! cheers!

    • TJ June 30, 2010 at 11:37 am #

      Thank you so much!

  5. brianajae June 30, 2010 at 12:27 pm #

    This is really sweet and beautiful. I am happy for you guys.

    • TJ June 30, 2010 at 12:31 pm #

      Thank you! Thanks for reading. Much appreciated!

  6. KBO June 30, 2010 at 12:28 pm #

    Damn, you got me all choked up. I’m going to listen to Nickelback.

    • TJ June 30, 2010 at 12:31 pm #

      Nickelback is the very reason my wife and I have lasted so long. Well, if you count never listening to them.

  7. LiLu June 30, 2010 at 12:53 pm #

    Melt, melt, melt.

    Thanks for the heartwarm, dear.

    • TJ June 30, 2010 at 12:55 pm #

      Thanks for the read! And the pimp! I hope you get that MTV job. Although, I should be in the running, at least. My official name is actually TJ. Get it? Yeah, I am not that bright.

  8. Andygirl June 30, 2010 at 7:44 pm #

    what a lovely piece! I truly enjoy your writing. :D

    • TJ June 30, 2010 at 7:47 pm #

      Thank you so much. That means a lot coming from a writer like yourself. I don’t know how I am going to fit my fat head on my pillow tonight!

  9. Jen O. June 30, 2010 at 9:10 pm #

    Lovely. Just lovely.

    Happy anniversary, you crazy kids.

    • TJ June 30, 2010 at 9:26 pm #

      Thanks, Jen!!

  10. Suzanne July 1, 2010 at 10:42 am #

    Lovely. Happy Anniversary!

  11. Heather July 1, 2010 at 11:09 am #

    I read every word– twice! It’s amazing and so happy to know you both!

  12. Lisa July 1, 2010 at 3:22 pm #

    so sweet. It nice to hear it from the other side…

  13. Holmes July 2, 2010 at 1:49 pm #

    That was awesome. Maybe I’m dumb, but I didn’t catch on to what was happening until the second to last paragraph. Up to that point, I was thinking it might be some king of Vegas gangster fiction.

    • TJ July 2, 2010 at 1:51 pm #

      I was kind of going for that feel. I’m glad someone caught that!

  14. A Vapid Blonde July 2, 2010 at 6:05 pm #

    I kept waiting for some horrible shoe to drop and boy was I wrong.

    Congratulations! What a beautiful anniversary post to your wife.

    Also I may be riddled with angst at times.

    • TJ July 2, 2010 at 6:25 pm #

      Thank you!!

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