This story has to take the prize for most fun I've had in years!
I was about 40 minutes late to a Little League baseball game yesterday. I arrived to see my boyfriend sitting in a chair, dark grey hoodie flipped up over his head and his track championship jacket zipped up to his neck. Not to mention the sunglasses. Dark wraparound sunglasses. Heh heh...
I sat down on the grass next to his chair and he smiled, patted my leg and kissed me. I suspect about 10 minutes went by and a woman sitting near him on another lawn chair turns to him and says, "You look like Captain America". She then asked him where he got the red, white, and blue jacket he was wearing. "Did your girlfriend buy that for you?' she asked. He smiled, chuckled, then said, "No, I wouldn't blame this jacket on her. I won it for a Sprint car track championship one year." She laughed, and the smile on her face faded just a bit as I looked around him at her. I am not sure she had realized I was there. But she did now, and it was hilarious.
Later I told him that she was hitting on him. He just looked at me and told me that I should get a t-shirt that said "I love Captain America and Captain America loves me". It was a sweet thing to say. I really love the guy.
But hey, an opportunity like this comes once in a very great while. I told him this morning I was going to get the t-shirt and wear it to the next game. He said "No, not really?". Oh yeah- it was his suggestion after all. I know, I know. Cruel. But COME ON, you gotta admit it is a rare opportunity for a woman to get the upper hand in a funny situation!
Alright, I won't do it. But I am going to milk this Captain America joke for a bit. He is incredibly handsome when he smiles and shakes his head. I found some pictures of the cartoon character on the internet. My eyebrow raised and I chuckled when I saw the resemblance.
"Can you tell me where I might find my friend and companion
He looks a little different from anything you've seen
He likes to beat the bass drum for justice and salvation
He's got the brains of Einstein and the bod of Mr. Clean"
(Jimmy Buffett, 1970)