Well Arranged or Foolishly Planned

Girls rushed to and fro from room to room. Hollers vibrated through walls as girls searched for hair supplies to prep themselves for the night to come. Too soon 3:00 arrived and ladies elegantly strode out to the lobby by name to their beckoning date. Beauty flooded the buses, and anticipation tapped the heart of individuals as they enjoyed conversation. For me, 3:21 slowly arrived as I lingered in the hallway waiting for him to summon me.  I understood little of the intricate planning on his side.  Shortly after 3:21, I was warmly greeted and we were on our way.  Minutes casually spilled by as we waited to enter the bus. Soon we arrived at our first destination, little known to me what was ahead. One bet made, a delicious dinner eaten, pictures captured, laughs exchanged, and conversations were materialized. Suspicion arose as he randomly communicated with staff members and other male friends in low voices. I overheard he carried something special up his sleeve for me, and decided not to make a big deal about it. We continued to socialize when my date called me to follow his path. We strolled to the front doors where a quick, secret conversation was held, and we had special permission to leave. Outside waiting for a handful of honored girls was a Hummer limo. My date’s face glowed as he searched for my reaction to the surprise. Appreciation overwhelmed me as he sprinted miles beyond my expectations. Comments rolled my direction reminding me how blessed I am. Plans had changed, the bet disappeared, and the bunch of us gathered in the limo and headed downtown. The icy air pounced on us as we exited the limo to stroll down the street to the mall. Laughs continued to be exchanged, conversations held, pictures taken, and memories were captured as we loaded the escalator to the third floor. Gentlemen approached the counter, and paid for their dates to enjoy moments of delicious ice cream of their choice.  Casual socialization continued as we returned down the escalator and back to our beginning destination. The gentlemen worked to perfection to create the most memorable banquet of our history. And what did we do? We sat back and thoroughly enjoyed our time. Concern momentarily flashed through some gentleman’s mind on whether the banquet was well arranged or foolishly planned. My answer to that… Props, don’t worry about it. It was well arranged.