M asked me to legitimately move in with him. He had asked me previously, and I said it was too soon and I didn't want to deal with my old traditional grandparents freaking out, but then I realized I really am sick and tired of giving a damn what they think... so I think I might do it, what do you guys think?

A nun walks into Mother Superior's office and plunks down into a chair ( Read more... )

M has been gone and visiting family in NJ the past couple of days and won't be back until Thursday afternoon.

And then I come into work today and the Fed Ex guy tells me he has a package for me...

Flowers. Overnighted from California.

Irises. White, unopened, just-picked irises. And a vase in my favorite color (aqua-ish sea foam green).

And the note ( Read more... )

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Quote of the century:

Me: M! I feel so spoiled, you do all of this stuff for me all the time. Why are you so good to me?

M: Because you are treasure! That's why.

normally at 5:30 is when I would LEAVE work and go to FRENCH CLASS ( Read more... )

Good times. It was a good night. I had parmesan blackened catfish which tasted DELISH with my Abita Purple Haze.  yum yum. The Bucket List is great - everyone needs to go see it. Laughing moments, and somber ones.

M is taking me out tonight for a date. The persistence and consistency coming from a man is what I need right now. The reliability I need. The stability I need. At least he calls when he says he will, holds the door open for me, and the openness that is there when we talk and visit while at work --- is healthy for me. I need healthy ( Read more... )

Valentine's Day was fun. Susan and I went to Mellow, then we went to Saxx, and then I went back to Mellow. It was fun but weird. Very weird to be single. And drunk guys sloshing beers down my back were a huge turn-off. It's not the best feeling in the world.

and this is when you start analyzing things.

and i am having to start back on scratch.
"we were made to be lovers bold in broken places, pouring ourselves out again and again until we're called home ( Read more... )