Thank you to "sexyinaf" for all the help!
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I hated flying. Absolutely hated it! But there are times in life where we simply have to get on a plane, and this was one of those times. My husband's family all the way out in Alabama needed him, so out we went. Alabama is a long way away from good old California, and this California girl was not looking forward to the south at all. The only thing that I had to get me through the five hour flight was my iPod with, of course, Eddie Izzard fully programmed. Most of his comedic work from "Live at the Ambassadors" to "Sexie" soothed my ears as I winged my way across country. I am a huge Eddie Izzard fan, and checked all his fan sites online, as I frequently do, before I left.
The previous week I had just gotten through posting a rather steamy dream I had about him, with lots of "ohh's" and "awww's" from all the other women on the site. I also mentioned I was on my way to Birmingham as well. As we landed Eddie was just finishing up the "Death Star Canteen" bit in my ears. I was very happy to be on the ground, even if it was in Ala-freaking-bama!
So there I was three days into our trip and bored to tears. The house we were staying at was in a small, newly built neighborhood surrounding a lake. I had excused myself and walked down the lake, through a path of grass surrounded by tall, thick trees. I was watching a few ducks swim by as I heard two cars pull out of the garage and drive off. "Great," I thought. The family had finally left, being smart enough to leave me in peace for a while. Not long after their departure I heard a car pull into the driveway. "Just wonderful," I thought. "They're back already."
I tried to ignore the opening of the car door and the footsteps coming toward me. I just wanted to disappear into the lake and not be troubled by anymore family issues. Alabama was, I hate to admit, beautiful that time of year. The trees had just started to change colors, but it was not yet cold enough for heavy jackets.
I heard the footsteps get closer, rustling in the grass, growing louder as they got closer. I was leaning up against a tree when the footsteps stopped right beside me. "Back Already?" I hadn't even thought to look to see who it was. I assumed it was the family.
"Not really, actually. I just got here." Without even turning my head, I instantly recognized the voice. That was the voice that had gotten me through a tedious flight. I couldn't believe my ears. I turned to look and sure enough, there stood the "King himself," Eddie Izzard. I was completely floored but attempted to play it cool, not wanting to make the situation crazy school girl-like.
