Ok, y'all, it's official. I am smitten. No, seriously. I really mean it this time. And, he's smitten with me...so already he's ahead of pretty much everyone I've dated in the past 2 1/2 years.
This is really weird. He has seen me without makeup and still said I'm attractive, and I'm pretty sure that he meant it!
He is willing to come over for my monthly board game event and meet my friends. He cooked for me (and didn't ask me to clean up! yay!) We have a lot of the same outlooks on life and relationships. This is getting eerie...
There are only a couple hiccups that I can see - First, he recycles. Like worms and compost and environmental happy green stuff. And he eats healthy food. No red meat. The only time I ever gave up meat was when they butchered my 4-H project cow. And that lasted all of a couple days until Mom tempted me with bbq ribs. Some days the only vegetable I eat is the lettuce that comes on my burger. And recycling? Does reusing my CVS plastic bags as garbage bin liners count?
Thankfully, we share an affection for Taco Bell. I think that is a firm enough foundation to start from. Even if he gets meatless burritos.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Ah yes, we meet again...
Never let it be said that I use people solely for my own amusement...well at least, not without giving something in return ;)
You may recall about a month ago, when I posted about being spurned in favor of a child's talent show. Well, our schedules finally managed to mesh - no more family obligations on his part, no more tongue-in-cheek snits on my part - and we went out on Friday to one of my favorite places. A BBQ joint out by Mchenry County, near where I used to live.
Yes, BBQ on a first date. I figured if me blogging about him, and then him seeing me stuff pulled pork in my mouth, dribbling sauce all over, didn't make him run for cover, I would know I found a winner.
And what do you know? I had a great time, as (he tells me) did he. Plans are in the works for the second date.
So, M, thanks for being such a good sport :D
You may recall about a month ago, when I posted about being spurned in favor of a child's talent show. Well, our schedules finally managed to mesh - no more family obligations on his part, no more tongue-in-cheek snits on my part - and we went out on Friday to one of my favorite places. A BBQ joint out by Mchenry County, near where I used to live.
Yes, BBQ on a first date. I figured if me blogging about him, and then him seeing me stuff pulled pork in my mouth, dribbling sauce all over, didn't make him run for cover, I would know I found a winner.
And what do you know? I had a great time, as (he tells me) did he. Plans are in the works for the second date.
So, M, thanks for being such a good sport :D
Sunday, April 4, 2010
The lunatic fringe
I actually had a fairly upbeat post planned today - all about the joy I feel when the sun is shining, the flowers are blooming, the trees are budding and the birds singing...
But then I figured no one would believe that I wrote it.
This has been a weird weekend for me. I'm not sure how I could feel so many ups and downs in a 48-hour period, all without traveling more than a mile from my house and interacting with total of 4 people.
Spring is a time of awakening, but for many years now, it has been a time of flux for me. The spring fever combines with reality and I feel like a stranger in my own skin. The world seems so full of possibilities that I can't take advantage of. I feel frustrated and dissatisfied. I tend to withdraw from friends and family, preferring to lick my metaphysical wounds in private.
The ache doesn't really even want to be soothed. I nurture the pain, feeding it with memories of slights, might-have-beens and roads not traveled. I'm not fit company for man nor beast. Although I will consider getting a cat so that we can glare at and then ignore each other.
sigh
It will pass...it always does, but until then? Well, I recommend keeping a minimum safe distance of at least a mile.
But then I figured no one would believe that I wrote it.
This has been a weird weekend for me. I'm not sure how I could feel so many ups and downs in a 48-hour period, all without traveling more than a mile from my house and interacting with total of 4 people.
Spring is a time of awakening, but for many years now, it has been a time of flux for me. The spring fever combines with reality and I feel like a stranger in my own skin. The world seems so full of possibilities that I can't take advantage of. I feel frustrated and dissatisfied. I tend to withdraw from friends and family, preferring to lick my metaphysical wounds in private.
The ache doesn't really even want to be soothed. I nurture the pain, feeding it with memories of slights, might-have-beens and roads not traveled. I'm not fit company for man nor beast. Although I will consider getting a cat so that we can glare at and then ignore each other.
sigh
It will pass...it always does, but until then? Well, I recommend keeping a minimum safe distance of at least a mile.
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