Erica

We met on August 12th, 2008 at the LAX Marriott check-in desk.  Erica had a long day of flying and was irritated that her hotel reservation had not been made.  After a "hello" and a smile, the check-in desk guy advised me to "watch out...she is a mean one!"  My reply was, "thats ok, I have the cure for meanness right here."  As I took the bottle of Knob Creak Burbon out of my bag and set it on the counter, Erica's eyes popped out of her head.  We chit-chatted for a few more minutes while we waited for our rooms.  Once her room was assigned, she slid me her room number and said she was there without a crew and if I wanted some company for dinner to give her a call.  After a few hours of nervious contemplation, I decided to call her and suggested we meet at the hotel bar.  She replied with, "I know your room is right across the hall from mine, so why don't you come pick me up."  So, that's what I did.  After three hour dinner (that felt like 30 minutes), we decided to watch the olympics together.  As I said earlier, Erica had a long day and fell asleep...followed by snoring.  I woke her and said lets meet up tomorrow at the pool.  About an hour later, she got a trip back to the East coast and I was in my room (probably snoring!).  When I woke up, I waited for her call until about 10:30am and then decided to give up.  As I went to make the morning coffee, I found a little note under my door from Erica saying that she got a trip and included her phone number.  I sent her a text, and she called me when she landed back in DC.  Since then, not a day has gone by that we have not talked to eachother. After doing the long distance relationship thing for about eight months, we made the decision that I would move to DC and we would get a place together.  We lived in Falls Church, VA for about a year and half.  Then I was offered a job that was also looking for flight attendants and gave her resume to them.  We decided we did not want to live in DC anymore and made the decision to move to Northen California, which is where we now live.  When we are not at home, we spend our time flying the rich and famous around the world on private jets.  Which leads us to Monaco.  We were both scheduled to work a trip to Nice, France, sit for ten days and then fly back to the States.  I saw the oppertunity, and the day after we arrived I arrianged a picnic on the beach complete with wine and champagne.  After a little snack and some wine, I told her sit on one of the rocks, got down on one knee, and asked her to marry me.  With tears in her eyes, she said yes...three times!