I'm starting to notice a cyclical pattern in the love life of jholiday. For most of the year, the city of San Luis Obispo is not exactly a mecca of single attractive respectable(keyword) young men. You might think otherwise, being a college town, but it is surprisingly difficult to scratch up a date whom I would feel confident bringing home to mother.
This is all true and consistent until the leaves begin to fall and a chill wind sweeps down Higuera bringing Christmas lights and somehow, eligible bachelors along with it. Jholiday is fighting them off with candy canes and shopping bags every holiday season, and I ask, why? Why this change? I'm certainly not doing anything differently. I actually prefer to celebrate the holidays without the added pressure of impressing (and shopping for$$) some new man friend. Perhaps it is the nostalgia and sentimentality that the shortening days and "A Christmas Story" reruns bring to the homesick and sugarplummed boys of San Luis, and they seem to yearn anew for some cute blogger like me to drape their arm around.
Sigh... Whatever the reason, as this single girl and The Weather Girls say, "It's raining men, hallelujah, it's raining men, Amen!"
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This sudden and torrential deluge of men- who are they? You leave your readers with precious few clues as to the identities of these man-creatures that swarm to Jholiday as the days grow shorter.
Fortunately, I've consulted the oracle bones and am therefore equipped to shed some light on the situation:
1. Julio pushes aside his thick stack of textbooks as Jholiday retrieves her drink order from the counter at her local Coffee Bean. He swallows his last bit of banana nut muffin and nervously pushes his thin spectacles back onto his nose before leaning out from behind his sleek black Macbook and tenderly asking our heroine if she might give her opinion on the paragraph he's just hammered out for his archaeology thesis. She obliges, telling him that while the writing is elegant and the reference to Durkheim quite brilliant, she nonetheless remains unconvinced that the breadth of Chinese civilization could have developed from any one single cultural root. He works hard to mask his surprise at her stunning acumen and quickly invites her to join him at a lecture on the latest finds from the Red Sea. She smiles wide as she takes another sip of her grande mocha cappuccino, thinking how best to deliver her answer.
2. Teddy swept into San Luis Obispo last week on his solar-powered motorcycle, the only thing left in his name after his start-up business crumbled under the weight of the recession. "It was a carbon-neutral skydiving company," he says as he fills up Jholiday's cloth bag with the organic pomegranates she has just purchased. He's been working for his sister's local farming co-op while he figures out how to get back on his feet. "I'm not sure what I'll do next," he says, "though I've been meaning to go skindiving in the bay to help clean up the trash from that barge that crashed last month," he tells her as he rings up her purchases. She can just see the peace symbol tattooed on his wrist as it peaks out from behind his sturdy hemp jacket. "I've heard a troubling rumor," Jholiday says abruptly. "My friend says she's seen the same Corpotech SUV drive into the forest near the reservoir for the past three weekends. She thinks it's nothing, but I...I'm worried." Teddy's usually gentle green eyes suddenly harden. "Those bastards," he says. "We have to stop them." "I know," Jholiday replies. "Do you want to hear my plan?"
3. Dominic takes a bow as the roses continue to fly onto the stage. "It's the single best regional theater presentation of A Christmas Carol I've ever seen!" a dignified lady exclaims to her husband as the curtain finally falls. Jholiday smiles at them as they pass her. She slips behind them and carefully lifts her red satin dress so as not to trip on her way to the dressing room. "You were brilliant," she says to Dominic. Svetlana is helping him out of his makeup, and he still looks more ghost than man. "Of course he was," Filipe says as he lights a menthol cigarette. "If only you could say the same about Anita! She stepped on my big line in Act Two! Again!" Jholiday runs over and gives him a quick hug. "She couldn't dampen your luminence," Jholiday says. "And I'm dying to know- how was your date with that muscle boy you met after Tuesday's performance?" Filipe rolls his eyes. "That's quite the story," he says with a grin. "It will have to wait for another time," Dominic mutters as he gives Jholiday's hand a gentle squeeze. "Shouldn't you be smoking that outside, anyway?" Filipe shoots him a dirty look as he walks out the door, and Svetlana follows close behind. "I thought they'd never leave," Dominic says with a sigh. "What do you mean?" Jholiday asks. "It's just..." he starts, his eyes glittering in the light from the bulbs surrounding the dressing room mirror. "There's something I've been meaning to tell you."
It's a tough choice, I know. A man with a secret is always intriguing, but this green thing is so hot right now. And it's always hard to go wrong with the Red Sea.
You must promise to keep your fans properly apprised as things develop.
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