the lovelies | west monroe

i wasn’t sure this would happen.

but, it did.

in the fading minutes of summer.

5 hours there. 5 hours back.

you might be curious if we saw anyone with a beard. . .

and the A to that Q is yes.

but not like we had hoped.

if you’ve been, you know people gather around the back of the warehouse where the family and their employees come and go. crowds hoping to see a robertson or two.

rumor was rampant that day jase left to run an errand and was due back shortly.

after making our way around the gift shop and snapping the obligatory photos, we joined the small crowd awaiting his return.

 

we stood in that searing heat, our faces becoming crimson. we were there a while.

a few times, one of the lovelies asked if we could just go. her sister, however, was determined to wait jase out.

after way too long in the torrid sun, my overheated lovely simply walked off to the car.

as they say she gone.

my mom was on her tail as she charged for the car.

and when she rendezvoused there, she became sick. {you don’t want the details, right?}

at which point, i realized that even though we were the only ones left standing + waiting, it was time to gather up the other lovely and head home.

once everyone was hydrated properly, we pulled out of the parking lot.

as i crossed lanes in the 5 o’clock traffic, he passed us.

jase. passed. us.

the dust from our tires hadn’t even settled yet, and he was pulling into our spot.

i wish i was joking. seriously.

the thing is, the place is well scouted with security. men with teeny walkie talkies await the arrival of any family member to usher them into the building safely. so, even if i had been able to wing a u-turn (i was not) or a brisk turn around at the next light (i didn’t do that either), he would’ve most likely been in the building. because flipping around in a frenzy is exactly why they have security, yes?

sigh.

sob.

sigh.

honestly, it has taken me a week to make peace we missed jase by mere minutes.

but, the film of it now is we marked it off the list. and between the unwavering heat + one lovely down + the crossing of paths as we left, i’d say we have a rather memorable summer story to stretch for years to come.

xo

{and in case you are wondering if this blog will ever resume simple shui posts, the answer is yes. next week will be more shui, less autobiography.}