Hey Angels, Aiden Forbes here.
The fires in California have made the air quality so shit that I told Lana I needed to protect her precious lungs and we headed up to the Pacific Northwest.
I rented a cabin in Oregon for us for the weekend in this nice remote area that I think me and 4 other people have heard of.
Gage and I went out there one time with a few of our boys for a bachelor party that was mostly beer and fishing, but I knew it was too damn beautiful not to to go back to.
And why go alone? I wanna take Lana everywhere.
So she was really surprised. I called Alexis beforehand and told her I was kidnapping Lana. I should probably be worried that Alexis was like, cool, and helped me right away with few details, but this woman is her best friend and hey we’ve all read The Virgin Market and Stolen and all of Lana’s dark and twisty reads, we know what she likes, right?
So yeah we head to the PNW for a secluded cabin weekend and I bring our laptops, a few articles of clothing, an excessive amount of wine to some but just enough to me, and cozy blankets and stuff.
When I present Lana with the bag, she cocks her head to the side and goes, hmm, yeah. She’s thinking of something and won’t tell me what.
But when we get to the cabin that night, I realize that Lana was totally planner dinner. The conversation that night basically went, this is so romantic and now I am going to cook for you.
Lana is the first woman to ever cook for me. Especially since she roasted vegetables and a whole chicken and made this gravy that I swear to god is proof of heaven.
No woman has ever done that for me before, and it was kind of amazing that night. We looked at the stars, drank a little too much wine, and fell asleep with her in my arms. She fell asleep, and I watched her for a while, but I did get tired and felt so at peace holding her.
Not very “spooky” but hey, Halloween was during the week.
For Halloween, Lana dressed up like Buffy and I was a vampire. Not sure what that means for our future, but, hey, that could go either way. We didn’t plan these costumes in advance.
Tonight, I’m taking her to the movies to see the new Terminator. Lana’s a huge fan and she’s enjoyed all of them despite the hate the franchise gets every time they release a new movie. Arnold’s in it and Linda Hamilton is a total badass and I’m excited.
I’m just wondering now what the polite and proper way is to tell a woman that she’s ruined all other food for you, and that you want her to cook for you again.
Seriously, the morning we left, she made biscuits and sausage gravy.
I didn’t realize how fucking good food could be, honestly. I’ve eaten at some fine dining establishments that I don’t give two shits if I ever go to again because Lana’s food was so good.
We spent some time that weekend talking about a series we’re working on together. And I just can’t believe how great it is to just spend time with Lana.
We’re lucky to have her in our lives, Angels.
How was your Halloween? Did you have a good weekend?