After two weeks talking on the phone and emailing, Matt flew to Boston. The week before he was scheduled to arrive I got pink eye! Could there be a worse time?!! I was so distraught and worried that the first time I would see Matt I would have green gunk coming out my eye. Matt, as always, was super sweet and sent me this ecard:
This gesture made my heart melt and I was even more excited to see him.
I knew I was feeling something for Matt since our phone conversations were so enjoyable (well, except for that first phone call. Just don't ask Matt what he does unless you are prepared for the long answer :) I just didn't know how our connection would translate from the phone to in person. I'd never done something like this before. Would I think he was attractive? Was he really as tall as his profile said he was?
It wasn't long before I found out the answer to all the above was YES!! I picked Matt up from the airport on 12/4/08, and haven't stopped feeling the butterflies ever since!
In case you were wondering where this picture was taken...this is from the back of a bus. Yes, she picked me up from the airport in a bus. Now I realize it is typically the man's job to provide transportation, but at least I would have picked a bus more suitable for us both...the short one.
After the tree was lit, we headed over to Frog Pond to be humiliated by teenagers on skates.
I lost my glove while skating, so we walked to downtown crossing for some shopping :) Shopping with Matt is always an experience...
After shopping, we headed back to the Common to check out the newly lit Christmas Tree. Matt had been dying to kiss me all night (true story) and he finally got his chance as we admired the beautiful lights on the tree:) There were lights on the tree? There was a tree?
As we were walking back to my car, we ran into a group of firefighters who asked us to pose with their finger puppet Conky.
They were hilarious and it was a fun ending to a very memorable night!
Enjoy the video of Merrit on skates doing a twirl. I think it's her first time ever doing it.
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