GF and I just watched the inauguration. Wow! I got chocked up more than once just watching the crowds. Incredible.
It's a good day to be an American.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Meeting My Love
Maria over at Just Eat Your Cupcake has inspired me to attempt to tell the story of meeting my girlfriend. So here goes.......
The first time I remember seeing her was at a local bar I used to spend most of my time at. She came in to meet a mutual friend. She had a long skirt on and looked like a hippie to me. I thought she was an odd-ball and didn't pay much attention to her.
A week or so later, she showed up again to meet the same mutual friend. I learned at that time (from our mutual friend) that she was back in town after living in Cincinnati for a brief time. She had split up with her long time lover and was trying to meet new people. I still thought she was odd and didn't give her much more thought than that.
Maybe a month of so longer I was at a gay bar in town and she was there by herself. I felt kind of bad for her because I knew she was recently out of a long term relationship, so I said hello. And we started talking. We talked for an hour or more and I (surprisingly) enjoyed myself.
One thing led to another....... we would see each other every now and then when we were both out drinking. Which led to more talking, which eventually led to drunken sex. This went on for a few months.
We continued this drinking/sex pattern until this odd women told me "while she very much liked me, I drank too much and she could not continue to drink with me. And maybe I should consider not drinking so much."
Well, that didn't go over very well with me! The nerve of this women to say such a thing! I was just trying to be nice to her, and she accuses me of drinking too much...........the only problem with this line of thinking, I was having a nagging thought about the very same thing. Then to have someone actually say it out loud to me? Hmmmm..
So we didn't see each other for another few months or longer. I continued drinking and life started falling apart for me.
More time went by. I finally got the help I needed to stop drinking, and started to make positive changes in my life. I needed friends in my life who didn't drink. I couldn't think of anyone except this odd women who I fucked around with and had the nerve to tell me to stop drinking. I was desperate for new people (and I wanted to get her approval for changing my wicked ways) so I gave her a call. We talked for hours and got together a few days later. We started hanging out together. I started to think maybe this women wasn't so odd after all. I started to have fun and I started to fall in love. I was shocked! We waited to make sure my sobriety was for real, we waited to make sure my feelings were for real, (we waited because I was scared to death) we waited until I couldn't stand not be be with her..... we have been together ever since. Best thing I ever did.
The first time I remember seeing her was at a local bar I used to spend most of my time at. She came in to meet a mutual friend. She had a long skirt on and looked like a hippie to me. I thought she was an odd-ball and didn't pay much attention to her.
A week or so later, she showed up again to meet the same mutual friend. I learned at that time (from our mutual friend) that she was back in town after living in Cincinnati for a brief time. She had split up with her long time lover and was trying to meet new people. I still thought she was odd and didn't give her much more thought than that.
Maybe a month of so longer I was at a gay bar in town and she was there by herself. I felt kind of bad for her because I knew she was recently out of a long term relationship, so I said hello. And we started talking. We talked for an hour or more and I (surprisingly) enjoyed myself.
One thing led to another....... we would see each other every now and then when we were both out drinking. Which led to more talking, which eventually led to drunken sex. This went on for a few months.
We continued this drinking/sex pattern until this odd women told me "while she very much liked me, I drank too much and she could not continue to drink with me. And maybe I should consider not drinking so much."
Well, that didn't go over very well with me! The nerve of this women to say such a thing! I was just trying to be nice to her, and she accuses me of drinking too much...........the only problem with this line of thinking, I was having a nagging thought about the very same thing. Then to have someone actually say it out loud to me? Hmmmm..
So we didn't see each other for another few months or longer. I continued drinking and life started falling apart for me.
More time went by. I finally got the help I needed to stop drinking, and started to make positive changes in my life. I needed friends in my life who didn't drink. I couldn't think of anyone except this odd women who I fucked around with and had the nerve to tell me to stop drinking. I was desperate for new people (and I wanted to get her approval for changing my wicked ways) so I gave her a call. We talked for hours and got together a few days later. We started hanging out together. I started to think maybe this women wasn't so odd after all. I started to have fun and I started to fall in love. I was shocked! We waited to make sure my sobriety was for real, we waited to make sure my feelings were for real, (we waited because I was scared to death) we waited until I couldn't stand not be be with her..... we have been together ever since. Best thing I ever did.
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