A Week With Mia

As many of you know I spent a few days with Mia Ashlinn before we went to Savannah for the Authors After Dark convention. It started out with me getting up before the crack of dark and heading to St. Louis to catch my flight. I hired a car to take me to the airport so I didn’t have to leave my car. I am just saying the guy was a bit strange, not scary, just a bit different. Anyway, because my flight was at 8 am, I had to be there at 6. Some of you may know that I am not a regular flyer so I have never checked luggage and I had no idea how to do it. It was so easy. I just walked up and the really nice guys at Southwest had me checked in and with my boarding pass in hand so fast. 15 minutes later, I was through security and sitting all alone at my gate. Not a single person within talking distance. I was at the last gate in the Southwest terminal so I just kind of wandered around and was able to watch all the planes taking off. It was a bit funny to me that my plane was already at the gate. We were just waiting for our take off time.

I tried to read to deal with my boredom, but even Shelly Laurenston could not quell my excitement. I was a bit bouncy—to say the least. As I was sitting there, I received a text from a slightly frazzled Mia. They had overslept and so they may be late picking me up. I told her it was fine and tried to read again. Instead I amused myself by looking at pictures of my Mitchell. Don’t judge me, Mia. It helped for a little while but then I ended up calling Mia to relieve my crazy. Alas, that didn’t work because she was driving. Yep, her hubby had had her drive because she was taking me back all by herself.  She’d never driven to Nashville from her backwoods home, but I am sure it was an adventure for her.

By the time I was loaded on my mostly empty flight, I was ready to be in Nashville already, and I was coming down off my bouncy high. I had picked up a couple of magazines (at some ridiculous price) to flip through on the flight. It was only an hour flight, but it seemed like it flew by (excuse the pun). Now I have barely spoken to Mia’s hubby or child so I was quite nervous. Yes, me nervous? I know you are shocked, but I am a bit hard to take for some people. Okay, most people. I knew I would have to behave and be nice, and we all know how hard that is for me.

Mia called me and told me they were almost there so I picked up my two suitcases and my laptop bag and headed out the door. I found a bench and copped a squat and waited. Mia called me back, and I told her where I was and she said she saw me waving at her. She parked and her awesomely geeky (see I got it right this time, Mia) hubby jumped out and helped me put my bags in the trunk. Mia even hopped out, and I gave her a hug (we all know how much she loves that). The Geek hopped in the back seat with the Spawn so I could sit up front with Mia and yap away.

I was very happy that Mia didn’t get us lost—not once on the way back to her home. We did have to stop once for gas and the Geek was so sweet he climbed out and pumped the gas for Mia (I would have made her do it).  We got closer to her house and decided that we were going to eat out and so they took me to one of their favorite places. It was funny listening to them try and decide. (I would have been happy with McDonalds. )
We had a good time at dinner and Mia was brave enough to leave me with the Geek while she took the Spawn to the restroom. We didn’t even talk bad about her. I am now going to admit something that is very painful. Mia was right. Her hubby is so laid back and sweet he made me relax in just minutes. Mia got lucky with her hubby. He is truly a perfect fit for her brand of crazy. Now the Spawn is just like Mia. I call her Tigger. She bounces around and never walks when she can run or hop. She was a very sweet girl, though if exhausting. I do not know how she has that much energy.

After that, we headed back on the road where the Geek took over driving and got us safely through the traffic to their very cute house set back in the woods. I am just going to say that I think my bags had dinner too because they seemed heavier when we carried them into the house. We settled down for a few minutes and rested before we were on the go again. The Spawn spends some weekends with her grandparents so the Geek got her stuff together and headed out the door.
Mia couldn’t wait to show off the mountains she drives through so we jumped back in the car and off we went. She has every reason to be proud of where she comes from because it was beautiful—even though it was raining the entire time.

While on the road she calls the Geek, and he is such a sweetie that he went back to the house and set up projector and laptop so that when we got back home, we could watch our porn. We walked in and all we had to do was pick our movie and hit play. Yes, we will be writing that blog later, and I do have pictures.
After the porn, we just sat there talking like we hadn’t chatted in years. When the Geek returned we were still chatting away like magpies with no end in sight, but we did eventually call it a night and headed off to bed.

Sunday dawned with more rain, and Mia and I headed out to the store to get stuff so I could make the Geek a nice German dinner like what I grew up on. I am just saying that people looked at us strange because we are not quiet to say the least, and I have no qualms about talking about anything.  Anyway, we get home and head into the kitchen. Cooking with Mia is fun. She had never fried bacon before and I freaked her out a bit with using scissors when I cut the bacon up. Mia was an excellent sous chef, and she can cut up taters like no one’s business.  She was a bit skeptical of the granny smith apples in the cabbage but she rolled with it. Now most of you know, I try not to cook whenever possible, but I actually know how. But I was nervous because I had never cooked for anyone who wasn’t family. I was just happy I didn’t destroy the meal or burn anything. The Geek seemed to like it and even Mia loved the German potato salad. We sat around watching Sherlock and talking while eating and then we headed off to get some sleep.

This blog is way long so I will leave it there and you will have to wait on the next installment of ‘A Week With Mia.’

Sinfully Sarcastic,
Shmuttmeister