It is no secret to anyone who knew Matt and I as a couple or from my writing that practical jokes were our thing. The downside to that is when he was being serious and I didn’t believe him.
I was driving when we were 16 or 17 (as I always was because his license was suspended for what seemed like forever!) going through the local gas station drive-thru because at the time, they didn’t card us to buy cigarettes. There were a few cars ahead of us, so naturally, we were jamming.. Matt then says to me, ‘ask them if they have a Tahitian Treat.’
I look at him like, have you lost your damn mind? He’s like, what? I said, ‘is that a sexual favor or what in the world is that? I’m not asking anyone for a ‘Tahitian Treat.’ He was giggling and kept insisting I ask, but I refused. I wasn’t about to embarrass myself with a stranger at the drive-thru. People talk. Lol
When it was our turn in line, I ordered cigarettes and that was it. He leaned over to the attendant and indeed, asked for a Tahitian Treat. I’m positive I was blushing and embarrassed, even though the words didn’t come out of MY mouth. The guy comes back with a red drink in a plastic bottle, white cap, labeled ‘Tahitian Treat.’ Hahahaha It’s a real thing! It likens itself to Hawaiian Punch- go figure! He and I referenced this and laughed about it many times throughout the years. Whenever we saw that drink, we’d buy it. It was from then on that I questioned every time whether or not he was playing a joke on me.
My writing last night was so heavy. That’s part of what is so healthy about this blog for me… I get the thoughts out, process them as I need to, and keep it moving. Today is already a better day than yesterday. I took a long walk with my girlfriend and our youngest boys this morning, took my almost 3 year old shopping to give him extra love, time, and attention, and I made banana bread so the house now smells delicious. It’s a good day to have a good day, and I am.
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