Most Guys Don’t Deserve to Get This Lucky

Saturday morning I got up feeling pretty excited for the day ahead of me — I’d been invited out for a full-on date that night with this hot redhead I’ve had my eye on for quite some time now. Of course I accepted! I went for a run that morning, then kept myself pretty busy the rest of the day in anticipation of the evening’s festivities. The plan was for dinner at 5:00 PM, then a movie after. I got home around 4:00 and got all showered up and dressed up as much as I’m capable of, which isn’t saying much. Just a dress shirt and some jeans (which I was able to wear again for the first time in about three years, thanks to the combination of running/hiking/lifting weights/hitting heavy bag/etc.), and some boots. First time I’ve had long pants on since about April, if memory serves.

Of course my date looked hot. Smokin‘ hot. One of the local hotshot hairdressers had a last minute cancellation, so my date was able to get in at the last minute. The place is called Boom Swagger Salon, and they do great work. My date had this form-fitting turquoise dress made out of silk on, and she said she made it herself. I felt pretty outclassed, but she didn’t seem to mind. We drove downtown, parked the truck, then crossed the street to have a fancy dinner at Scotty’s Table.

Scotty’s Table is the place for simple, yet sophisticated French Bistro fare in the heart of downtown Missoula. Located on the park level of the historic Wilma building, Scotty’s Table is where casual Missoula meets urban Grill. We feature simple, fresh ingredients from local growers combined with flavors from Europe and the Mediterranean for a creative New American twist on classic fare.

I love this restaurant, even though I don’t understand half the stuff on the menu.

The food was great, the service was excellent, and the conversation was better than I could ever imagine. I have to say I was pretty distracted by the beauty of my date. I asked her if I could take a picture of her with my phone, even though it takes terrible pictures. She said okay. This shot doesn’t halfway do her justice.

After we ate (and had dessert, of course), we headed over to the theater and watched The Town. It was as good as I hoped it would be. I was afraid I was going to have to fight the couple behind us though because over a few minute span their cell phone went off a couple times and they were a bit too loud and frequent with the jibber jabber. They piped down eventually, luckily for them. Being with such a gorgeous woman must have had my testosterone-flooded blood running a little closer to the surface, I don’t know.

It was a fantastic date.

The next morning* I got up went to get the paper while she was still luxuriating in bed. Lo and behold, this very woman was in the friggin’ Missoulian! Little did I know I’d dated a bonefied celebrity the night before!

photo by Linda Thompson of the Missoulian

Check this out from the article:

A blue silk dress designed by DonkeyGirl in Missoula is slated to appear on an upcoming segment of NBC’s “Today” show.

DonkeyGirl is Julia LaTray’s clothing design label, and this year for the first time, LaTray opened a booth at the Saturday People’s Market. She sells casual clothing there, but she also outfits a mannequin in a shimmering fuchsia party dress as an example of the formal designs people can custom-order.

Guess whose eyes the shiny dress caught? Those of Tracey Lomrantz, contributing style editor for Glamour magazine. Lomrantz, on a cross-country trip with her boyfriend, landed in Missoula this summer because of her sweetie’s love for the movie “A River Runs Through It.”

Wow. This is a picture of another woman I know modeling the very dress being discussed!

Fancy, eh? Apparently this hot redhead I’d gone out with, aka DonkeyGirl, has a website. And she sells her stuff on Etsy.

Also, this past September 11th marked the 5-year anniversary of the date I loaded up her stuff in a rental van and hauled her and her dogs up from Tucson to Missoula. Two of the dogs rode on the dashboard almost the entire way up.

Almost a year later we ran off to Idaho and got hitched.

She’s been an excellent addition to the family, doing a Saint’s work in putting up with me and my obnoxious mutant offspring, even during the year she was a brunette and her Redhead Powers were slightly weakened.

She’s no one trick donkey either; this girl does lots of other cool things too; musician, artist, entrepreneur, dancer, etc.

We do a lot of fun stuff together as well.

And the best thing is, I still get very excited every time I get another chance to spend time with her. I’m a lucky, lucky man, and bringing her out of the desert was probably the smartest thing I’ve ever done.

* if you think I’m going to speak of the events that transpired between leaving the movie, the (happy) ending of the date, and this next part of my story, you clearly don’t understand how much of a gentleman I am. go be a pervert somewhere else

11 thoughts on “Most Guys Don’t Deserve to Get This Lucky”

  1. >I'm in the same boat, my friend; so lucky I can't for the life of me figure what I did to deserve it. Congrats, my friend, and many, many more years of happiness to the both of you.

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