Yes.
I'm having it. And he's hot. And knows what he is doing. But he lives too damn far away to come sex me up at a moment's notice. Don't care. Did I mention he's hot? Athletic. Sexy. Great kisser. Dare I even say the best I have had in, let's see... um, forever? Because that's how it feels. The first time was like the way it should be for every girl. Sweet. Caring. And sexy and comfortable. You'd never know the dude is only 30.
This planning is kind of fun though. (And it's now jinxed I'm sure). Because that's how it goes with me.
But for now, nothing too serious. But it's exclusive (because that's how we wanted it). We are just enjoying each other's company. Without all the drama and the "look at me, look at me, look at me" personality disorders. He's just mellow and funny and sweet. And he kisses me like we were junior high school sweethearts.
Zoe is going to my parents for a week as well. And her dad just moved back to Texas for a while. So I might get some additional mom time.
On the other hand, the man I had the biggest crush on just recently broke up with the woman he was seeing. While it is beyond tempting to date him, it was also he that told me before ... well if it doesn't work out with her, I'd be glad to go out with you. Yeah, that made me feel um, special. I will always consider him a great friend. Who knows? Maybe someday our timing will jive.
I'm also still losing weight and got some new pictures taken. They obviously are rather sexy or something because I'm getting a ton of men asking me out. Like seriously. About 5 from last week alone. It's really just intimidating. I don't bode well with all this attention.
But also sucky because I am actually not interested. My sweetie is enough for me to handle right now. I just dig him.
Work. Lots of work.
Posted by debutaunt at December 13, 2004 12:37 PM | TrackBack