âBoy nobody could be happier tonight than me but the bride and groom. You know, as a grandparent and as a parent thereâs nothing better than seeing your children or grandchildren get married well. And I think my grandson has married well. In fact, I think he got the best end of the dealâ¦â What are the chances of traveling across the country. Being that close to the plant and houseâ¦â -Forrest Lucas
We found ourselves logging into WoW just to talk to each other. I loved talking to this country boy. He made me laugh and feel special. I just wanted his arms around me. I wanted to feel his warmth and kiss that smart mouth. One night we were on the phone till 3 o' clock am. I blurted out, âYou are sad and depressed out there and I am sad and depressed here. I think we should be sad and depressed together. I might even make you brownies.â He told me that sounded like a good idea and there was a change in his voice. âLet me call you later I need to make some phone calls.â He abruptly got off the phone. Later that day, he called and told me he was going to come out to California in two weeks. He had already set it up and he will be staying at his grandparent's house in Riverside. Thatâs when he informed me they still have a house out there but they arenât there much. I couldnât believe it. I was excited but at the same time I had a million questions of how this was possible. I asked, âHow are you able to move out here? Are you going to serial kill me?â He laughed and replied, âI donât think so.â Thereâs that sick sense of humor I love.
âDo you know what Lucas Oil is?â I had no clue what Lucas Oil was. I replied, âI know what Lucas the mexican chili powder is. Does that count?â He laughed. Well, Iâm going to work there in California. âDo me a favor and google it. I will explain everything later.â He hung up.
I pulled up google. Okay weirdo. Iâm googling about Oil. Not mexican chili powder. I browsed the results. The website. The stadium. I clicked on the wikipedia page. That was fine and all but I didnât really understand my homework. Was there something I was supposed to be looking for? I could see that the CEO's name was Forrest Lucas. So he was related? I shut my laptop and sat down with my grandmother. I told her that I have been talking to someone for a few months online and he is moving to California to date me. I apologized if he turns out to be a psycho and kills us all. I told her about the homework he gave me and my grandmother said, âWell obviously he must be related in some way but that doesnât mean heâs not psycho.â I agreed.
On the way to California Rag Skyped me from a hotel room. He was missing his long hair and long beard! I asked what was up with the homework. He gave me a short story version and said he just didnât want to spring it on me. I guess some Indy girls used to get all dazzled by this information and he was relieved to finally find a woman that wanted him for him and not what they assumed they could get out of him. Anyways, Lucas Oil was how living and working in California was possible for him. His grandfather bargained with him. Groom your beard and hair and you can work in California. I envision the biblical story of Samson. I promised myself I would never be his Delilah. If this man is coming out here to love me. I will show him how love feels from a REAL woman. I was determined to make his grand gesture count for something.
The day I met Rag in person was April 1st, 2010. At about 8:00 pm, he called and told me that he settled in and was ready to come and get me. I gave him my address. He expected a long drive. Turns out, I lived exactly 7.8 miles away. When he arrived. My grandmother beat me to the door. I flushed with embarrassment while my grandmother gave him 21 questions. âWhat are your intentions?!â She was relentless. I rolled my eyes and mouthed, âSorry.â He gave me a shit eating grin and humored her. She took a copy of his driverâs license. His phone number. Checked his insurance card and even walked outside and wrote down his license plate number. She may have even got his VIN number. With her approval she let us go.
Standing outside there was a moment I realized that this just doesnât happen. Call it fate if you will. Harmonic Convergence. I met him of thousands of people that log into World of Warcraft. He lived across the country then suddenly fifteen minutes away. He moved out here to love the girl with âlove in her eyes and flowers in her hair.â To love the girl that made him so happy he wanted to shed everything he was and be everything he felt I needed to be to keep me. At that moment, there was a shift. It felt like time froze and the stars aligned just for us as we walked into the darkness of the night.
In 2011 we decided that if we wanted to make it on our own, California was not the place to do it. We had a Housekeeper, Gardeners, Pool Keeper and lived rent free in a big nice house. But it wasnât ours. Forrest couldnât understand why Rag and I wanted to move from California to Indiana. Where the rent and bills would be due in our little apartment and things would be harder on us. To this day I smile wondering if that still makes him scratch his head. Either way to this day he gives us opportunities that we do not take for granted.
A year later I was happily planning our wedding and we got married on Friday the 13th of January 2012. With time Rag and I have only grown closer. And one day when we finally have children. We have a pretty badass story to tell them. It can even start with âOnce upon a timeâ¦â
That concludes The Story of Rag and Sugar: How we met. Thank you for reading.
XO
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Our Golden Day Files come in no particular order but should you lose your place. You can read them all right here:
Intro:Â What are the Golden Day Files?
No.1:Â Tale of the Dinner Plate
No.2:Â To Jump or not to Jump
No.3:Â Here's my Number
No.4:Â The Story of Rag and Sugar Pt. 1
No.5:Â The Story of Rag and Sugar Pt. 2
No.6:Â The Story of Rag and Sugar Pt. 3
No.7:Â I broke my leg...