{"id":10540,"date":"2012-11-12T06:26:30","date_gmt":"2012-11-12T12:26:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/?p=10540"},"modified":"2012-11-12T06:26:30","modified_gmt":"2012-11-12T12:26:30","slug":"telling-okinawa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2012\/20121112-10540.htm","title":{"rendered":"Telling Okinawa"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is a continuation of Daniel’s and my story. Click on the “Our Story<\/a>” tag for context.<\/i><\/p>\n

Cathy asked me that Friday, when I was telling her about my scheduled date, whether my family knew about Daniel.<\/p>\n

I confidently assured them that they did–before backtracking.<\/p>\n

Truth was, I hadn’t ever mentioned Daniel to my brother who is stationed with his wife in Okinawa. John had no idea.<\/p>\n

I was determined to rectify the situation, and Friday night happens to be the perfect time for doing so–since I could stay up late and catch John in the midmorning.<\/p>\n

I sent John a message that I wanted to Skype with him. He didn’t respond back very quickly, so I texted him. He didn’t respond then, so I messaged his wife.<\/p>\n

Finally, I got a text back from John.<\/p>\n

“Why do you wanna talk to me?”<\/p>\n

“I just do,” I responded.<\/p>\n

John’s reply was: “Whoever he is, I don’t like him.”<\/p>\n

I was flabbergasted. “Who told?”<\/p>\n

To which John responded something to the effect of: “lol, that was a lucky guess. I was teasing. If he makes you happy, I’m very happy for you.”<\/p>\n

John eventually did come home from the basketball game he was playing, and the two of us (and Kaytee) Skyped a bit. <\/p>\n

We didn’t have much to say. The conversation ended up being pretty short. But I let John know that I was corresponding with Daniel, that he had asked me out and that we had a date planned.<\/p>\n

I don’t remember exactly how John responded, but I’m pretty sure he included the standard line about a six week training course (with each brother) and maybe threw in a “He’d better fly you and him to Okinawa so I can see if I approve.”<\/p>\n

Since John usually asks, whenever we talk, whether there’re any guys he needs to beat up for me, I informed him in advance that this was one man I definitely did NOT want him to beat up. I wanted to keep Daniel around, I said.<\/p>\n

John was less than convinced. <\/p>\n

A guy has to have the threat of being beaten up by a girl’s brothers. No, a guy needs to be<\/i> beaten up by a girl’s brothers. That way, if he sticks around, you know he really loves you.<\/p>\n

I wasn’t sure I wanted to put Daniel to that sort of test-but I knew that, at least on this front, such a test was unlikely.<\/p>\n

I told John so, citing his distance as a complicating factor. <\/p>\n

John assured me that he could easily hop a cargo plane and fly back to the States for a confrontation. He could also mobilize the home troops–my remaining three brothers (and most especially his fellow Marine brother)–to make sure the job got done properly.<\/p>\n

I told him thanks, but no thanks, and we ended our conversation.<\/p>\n

I could now tell Cathy, without any falsehood, that my whole family knew about Daniel.<\/p>\n

Now I had only to meet him.<\/p>\n

Two weeks.<\/p>\n

Forever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This is a continuation of Daniel’s and my story. Click on the “Our Story” tag for context. Cathy asked me that Friday, when I was telling her about my scheduled date, whether my family knew about Daniel. I confidently assured them that they did–before backtracking. Truth was, I hadn’t ever mentioned Daniel to my brother … Read more Telling Okinawa<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0},"categories":[39],"tags":[841],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10540"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10540"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10540\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10540"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10540"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10540"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}