Dear Anyone,
Kissed at last! Kissed at last! Thank God Almighty - we've kissed at last!!! And it was gooooooood.
Muscle came to my house this morning, and I'm still a bit giddy from the visit, so you'll have to excuse me. We've been texting regularly(ish), and on Thursday I asked him if he'd like to meet up on Sunday if he had no plans, but unfortunately he did, so I didn't see him. He called me last night, while on his way to stay over at his friend's house, and he said that we should definitely meet up this week, since tonight (Sunday) didn't work out, so I was cool with that.
Then this morning he text me, and strangely enough I was awake early, because it was so bright outside (and I have no curtains in my room.... yet), and he basically said that if it's okay with me, he'll pass through and visit me on his way home from his friend's place. If it's okay with me indeed.... of course it's okay!!! He got to mine at about 10.30ish, and a couple of minutes later my mum also arrived home from work, so I called her into my room and introduced them. It was nice that he didn't mind. It shows a level of maturity that I haven't seen on a guy in a long time. Most of them think you're trying to get them to marry you, just because you've brought them into your world. It's also no longer about me trying to sneak guys into the house anymore. I'm far too old for that juvenile crap now. As long as I'm upfront, the nosy, noisy family will leave me be.
So anyway, I'm sure he was feeling a bit frisky... or maybe that was just me (heh heh) but we stayed in my room for the duration of his visit... getting to know each other a bit better (nudge nudge, wink wink). He's lovely. And he smelled nice. And that body.... Gaaaaadayum! Mmmm. Mmm. Mmm. Sorry.
I don't know what he's looking for from me, but I'm also not about to ask that yet. Of course I'd love it if he was looking for something meaningful like I am, but I have a feeling that he is very busy with trying to establish himself career-wise. Not that something like that should be a reason not to get involved with someone, because unless you're with a needy, unreasonable person, if you really want it to work, you can make that happen.
Anyway I'm going to carry on working now, and by 'work' I mean daydream and reminisce at the office....
Monday 28 April 2008
Tuesday 15 April 2008
Faboo dahling!
Dear Anyone,
Yesterday I returned from a fabulous weekend in the South of France. Ooh get me! Ten of us went to Cannes for a friend's 30th birthday, and it was maaarvelous dahling. We took a trip to Monaco on the Saturday, and had planned to go to St Tropez on Sunday, but we were told that it wouldn't be worth it, because most shops would be closed. The weather was great on all days (even though prior research showed that we were to expect good weather on only one day), the people were friendly (unlike those in Barcelona), and most importantly there was no drama or major disagreements between any of the girls.
Initially SP and I thought that there might be, because one of the girls who travelled with us is an ex-friend of ours. We fell out with her about three years ago, when we'd heard of some stupid, childish things she had been saying to other people. She's someone who is hard work. A 'high maintenance' diva, whose issues growing up have made her into a woman with the typical 'only child' syndrome. I was looking forward to the trip partly because I was going on holiday, and partly because I was intrigued with what it would be like between us. And I have to say... it was exactly how I thought it would be. We were all civil to each other. There wasn't any full on conversation between myself and her or SP and her, but if someone made a joke, we'd laugh, if one asked a question that the other knew the answer to, it would be answered - that sort of thing. It would be unrealistic to expect us to be friends again, but we are all adults... some in our 30s now... and if we went expecting there to be arguements and screaming matches, then we really wouldn't have matured at all in all this time.
That aside, I had a very good long weekend, and once again I'm depressed to be back at work... but that's a whole other complaint. We'll keep this post happy and cheery.
Yesterday I returned from a fabulous weekend in the South of France. Ooh get me! Ten of us went to Cannes for a friend's 30th birthday, and it was maaarvelous dahling. We took a trip to Monaco on the Saturday, and had planned to go to St Tropez on Sunday, but we were told that it wouldn't be worth it, because most shops would be closed. The weather was great on all days (even though prior research showed that we were to expect good weather on only one day), the people were friendly (unlike those in Barcelona), and most importantly there was no drama or major disagreements between any of the girls.
Initially SP and I thought that there might be, because one of the girls who travelled with us is an ex-friend of ours. We fell out with her about three years ago, when we'd heard of some stupid, childish things she had been saying to other people. She's someone who is hard work. A 'high maintenance' diva, whose issues growing up have made her into a woman with the typical 'only child' syndrome. I was looking forward to the trip partly because I was going on holiday, and partly because I was intrigued with what it would be like between us. And I have to say... it was exactly how I thought it would be. We were all civil to each other. There wasn't any full on conversation between myself and her or SP and her, but if someone made a joke, we'd laugh, if one asked a question that the other knew the answer to, it would be answered - that sort of thing. It would be unrealistic to expect us to be friends again, but we are all adults... some in our 30s now... and if we went expecting there to be arguements and screaming matches, then we really wouldn't have matured at all in all this time.
That aside, I had a very good long weekend, and once again I'm depressed to be back at work... but that's a whole other complaint. We'll keep this post happy and cheery.
Friday 4 April 2008
Patience Is A Virtue (Or So I've Been Told)
Dear Anyone,
So... I haven't really spoken to Muscle this week, and I'd really like to meet up this weekend, so what do I do?? The last time I saw him (alone) was last Wednesday. I'd called him just to say hello and there was no answer, but then he called me back about an hour later and said that he wasn't far from where I work, so he could come and meet me. Who would say no to such an offer, eh? Not me. We met at the train station, grabbed a snack, and then he escorted me most of my way home. Twas very sweet of him. And he smelt beautiful! He asked me when he's going to see where I live, and I told him "soon." If he only knew how unfit my room is for visitors!! But it is definitely a kick-up-the-bum incentive for me to sort it out and redecorate.
Now I'm kinda feeling a bit...peckish. I'd like to see him again. I'm tempted to call him, but I called last time, and you're supposed to let the guy do the chasing, right? What do you think I should do?
So... I haven't really spoken to Muscle this week, and I'd really like to meet up this weekend, so what do I do?? The last time I saw him (alone) was last Wednesday. I'd called him just to say hello and there was no answer, but then he called me back about an hour later and said that he wasn't far from where I work, so he could come and meet me. Who would say no to such an offer, eh? Not me. We met at the train station, grabbed a snack, and then he escorted me most of my way home. Twas very sweet of him. And he smelt beautiful! He asked me when he's going to see where I live, and I told him "soon." If he only knew how unfit my room is for visitors!! But it is definitely a kick-up-the-bum incentive for me to sort it out and redecorate.
Now I'm kinda feeling a bit...peckish. I'd like to see him again. I'm tempted to call him, but I called last time, and you're supposed to let the guy do the chasing, right? What do you think I should do?
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