It just goes to show...you never know. I was traveling to Las Vegas last month - October 2008. I was waiting for my flight at the Detroit Metro Airport. Flying Spirit. I occupied a seat in the terminal. The woman next to me said that she was holding the seats for a couple but the seat I was in was free. So I said that I would guard the seats for the missing couple. :) A few minutes later, the couple returned. We struck up a conversation and had a great time. Hit if off totally. I gave them my card and said that they should contact me while in Vegas. And they did. They came to our condo (David hadn't arrived yet) and we promptly made plans to have dinner the night before they were leaving. David and I were simply running out to Home Depot to get some other supplies that night as the wonderful contractors had been working on our garage for two days and they were going to finish the next day. When we ran home to get ready to meet this couple for dinner...we were locked out of our house. The garage door was malfunctioning. We had to cancel dinner. I was totally bummed. It took us three hours to get into the house.
Long story short. This past weekend we drove to Ohio to see my brother on Saturday. And on Sunday drove to Windsor....Canada...where Ken and Chris (the couple!) had invited us to their home for dinner!! We had our dog (Sushi!), it was David's birthday (45) and we had the most amazing time. Ken is a phenominal cook. Chris is the sweetest thing ever. And we laughed, and ate, and laughed and talked, and ate, and laughed some more!! It was as though the four of us had known each other for a lifetime. And!! They had this lemon cake lighter than air thingy from a local bakery....and it was sugar free!!
They sent us home with the leftover food (tenderloin no less!), gifts (Ken gave me a Wolfgang Puck electric pepper grinder...with a light no less....that I had been making over like a 10 year old kid!!)....some homemade spaghetti sauce that David must have arm wrestled Ken out of while making a trip to their freezer in the garage!...but the greatest thing that we left with?
New friends. New "old" friends. That I met in the airport.
Life is great. It just goes to show...you never know.
xoxo Wendy
