What I did for Love

   This past Friday was my boyfriends birthday. He and I have very different television and movie likes. He likes science, history, weather and ghost stuff and I prefer comedy and mysteries. So it was his day and he got to choose our weekend activities (within reason). He also was working on Saturday in an adjacent state. 

So Friday night he chose the tv lineup which included a long run of “monsters inside me” which was a discovery/science tv show about bugs and stuff that got inside real people and caused major physical issues. My thoughts on this show – Yuck, Gross, Disguising, and why in the world would someone want to watch this crap. But watch it with him is what I did. 

Saturday we went together (along with a friend of mine) out of state for him to work. The initial plan was for him to work while we shopped and went to dinner. That didn’t happen! Traffic caused him to get there 4 minutes late and miss his transport to his work location. He tried to reach his boss and decided to go to dinner with us. Halfway there the plans changed and we returned him to work to meet with her. It was supposed to take less than an hour (by the way he can’t tell time either). We ate dinner at a local pizza place next to his office which was excellent while we chatted. Then went to the local convenience store for coffee, lotto tickets, and candy. Then we called and found out he would be done in 15 minutes (did I mention he can’t tell time?) 40 minutes later he came out of the office.

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So evidently I will do a lot for love. This man who can’t watch 5 minutes of football playtime with me without finding a reason to leave and I did all this. I must be crazy in love.

OK on the positive side, he takes good care of me. When I wasn’t able to use my car, he took me to and from work every day for a week. When I get hurt, he takes care of me. He’s really a gem in the rough. I just want to set alarms on his phone to go off at whatever time he says he’s going to be done or be there to remind him to hurry up or he’ll be late.

Amazing what I’ll do for love.

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Meow – The REST

You never know what’s going to happen when we get tired and jumpy. We were going through pictures of places we’ve been together both alone and with the kids tonight. A fun stroll down memory lane. Some of them we want to crop, some just print, so I emailed them all to my boyfriend, his computer has better software than mine. I typed in the subject line of each email what was included in those pictures. The last email my fingers slipped off a little so instead of more, I typed Meow. So the subject line of more ended up Meow – The REST. We will be laughing about this for a long time!!!!

Hope you chuckle as much as we did over this little joke. Goodnight for now. 

Strolling with Dinner

walkSo, as all good stories start with so, well and I remember it like this. So, tonight we went to my parents house for dinner. A normal weekly event, however, I had other ideas, he did not. We had soup, which was salty (so he was extremely happy), meatloaf which was perfect and his favorite, even though mom was unaware, cucumbers with sour cream, and green bean casserole (also known as a heart attack in a bowl), and oven browned potatoes (the closest thing to healthy on the plate). Yummy right? He was in heaven until I said the word “walk”.

I suggested, since he had agreed to it previously, we start our weekly 3-4 times a week, walk tonight. You would’ve thought I asked for his right lung. I think the first thing he said was “walk where?”! The there was  barrage of excuses as to why walking was bad for you (really? since when?). Finally he agreed, but asked if it could be up and down the driveway one time. My driveway is about 20 feet long.

Finally, after a lot of hemming and hauling, he agreed, begrudgingly to drive around. I said emphatically, NO! And we eventually made it out the door on foot. With plenty of rolled eyes and groans and moans he went along. We walked a total of about 1/2 a mile. My dead grandfather could have done this without a problem, and he was extremely overweight and unhealthy.

Finally we made it through and he could relax (that is after he retrieved my laundry basket from upstairs) I was tired from all the rationalizing as to why it was a good idea. So he said “let me get this straight, I had to take a 10 mile walk and then climb the stairs? My legs already hate me.”

So let’s see how Wednesday goes when I try this again! Wish me luck with my wonderfully health-consciously challenged man!

Cookoo cooktop

My phone has a mind of its own. It’s a fact it changes words on me all the time. Most recently it changed cookoo to cooktop which made my friend laugh hysterically.

Let me give you a few examples of its insanity and personality. It changed cool to cook, my bosses name to simmer. And a clients name to drain. I swear it’s been programmed for cooking and eating.

It makes my coworkers, friends and family wonder often if I’m drunk texting. All because I have a hungry phone. I just don’t get it!

But in the meantime, it is definitely a conversation starter and a million laughs.

A Year Changes Everything

Normally my blogs are light and an attempt at humor. This one is a little bit different.

A year ago, I was hurt and angry because the man I’m in love with down to my soul wasn’t sure what he needed or wanted. Then he wasn’t good at verbally communicating this to me because he didn’t want to hurt me, admit it to himself or lose me. He ended up doing all three but not to a bitter end.

He was trying to save someone else from a difficult situation and ended up saving himself as well. He’s turned into a man I trust, love and want to spend my life with until we no longer can whenever that happens to be.

He struggles because he couldn’t save the other person and it haunts him sometimes. Tonight was one of those nights but he didn’t realize it until I said something. He admitted he feels guilty that he loves me and still is hurting over what happened to her.

The changes that took place in one year are remarkable to say the least. I went from hurt and angry to patient, accepting and in love. He went from confused and dancing to focused and compassionate.

This blog is for him. I want him to know that I not only understand but expect times where he hurts and thinks about the time he spent with her. Also, I trust and love him enough to let him talk about it when it happens.

Most importantly, I know how much he loves me and wants to be with me so I have no worries that he’s the best man I know.

He’s a strong, handsome, caring, and passionate man. I’m lucky we have a second chance to make it work.

Fall Harvesting

The seasons change as does my hair color, family activities and my reading list.

The leaves start falling and I go from a light auburn to a darker auburn to match the colors of the leaves. Weird huh? Want to hear the best part? My boyfriend is the one who helps me color it. It’s hard by yourself to get to the roots and the back, but with help you can do it! This color change is the first of many things (like wardrobe) to change for the season. I love the fact that I can do this without reservations and since I’m a natural redhead (with a little silver thrown in now) it stays red unless I bleach the hell out of it (which burns like a son of a bitch so I avoid that like the black plague).

By now you know we have combined a rather strange arrangement into one large family. My immediate family includes my son who is a working young adult, my parents who are aging and slowing down, my two brothers and their families. One of my brothers is married with two college age kids, the other is divorced with two college age kids and one still in high school. We are a combination of both Irish and Polish heritage, which makes things even more interesting when we all get together and especially when we add cousins and other extended family. I also have aunts and uncles and a great-aunt still around. His family includes his daughters (5 of them), his grand-kids (6 of them for now as they are all pretty young you never know the possibilities), his adopted mom (a lady he has known most of his adults and part of his childhood who he adopted when he needed a mom), a twin brother who is very opposite of him, and a man who has been there for him for a long time (male father type). Interesting combination of things isn’t it?

Once the hair is done, I then move on to family activities. Most of our time is spent with my parents, his mom, his two daughters and his three grand-kids. This weekend we spent it with both families individually for a change. We started Friday night taking two of the grand-kids to Wal-Mart to pick pumpkins to paint. They both chose a small pumpkin, paint, and accessories to encourage their creativity. We ended up with Paint pens (which if you haven’t seen are a gift. They are like pens with paint in them, no mess, no fuss. Love these). Then we got googly eyes that have the sticky stuff already on the back, and glitter in tubes that has glue built-in. It was so much fun to watch them get excited over these things. We took it all home, ate dinner (which means we ate and his grand-daughter kept coming over to me opening her mouth so I could give her some of my food, they had already eaten), then set up to paint some pumpkins. The kids had a blast all three of them (their Pop should have had his own pumpkins for all the “help” he provided them). These pumpkins are what most mothers dream of with a head full of eyes. Then off to bed for everyone for the next day’s adventure.

The next day was my family reunion for my mothers side (the Polish one). We took the two kids with us and they made new friends almost immediately. It was at a park on the water with a playground and plenty of pavilions too. We reserve one each year that has a fireplace because in October you can never tell what the weather is going to bring (and it’s close to the bathroom which is essential for older adults and children). We thought after a while we were safe from the walk to the playground, but no such luck. So I suggested we walk (you would’ve thought I suggested we do a 10 mile run with the reaction I got, but walk we did) as it was only a short distance away. They played and found new friends there too. Then we were swinging his granddaughter (who is 4 and likes to be the princess) and she went straight off the swing into the ground (which made her mad at pop because it was all his fault). A short “hike” back with two tired kids and off they went to play again. The last thing we did was let them get involved in the grab bag of gifts one of my cousins puts together. It was great fun and everyone had a blast. We ended the day with a trip to McDonald’s for them to eat followed by them going back to Mommy. Which was followed by us going home and taking a lengthy nap. We’re old and all you know.

So today I finished the first book of a new series I started. The book is “Fifty Shades of Grey” which is an erotic romance. If you are looking for a book to explain and/or help you understand how a naive woman gets involved in a dominant/submissive relationship, this is the book for you. It’s very explanatory about how that kind of relationship works and goes into great detail about the specific actions of the relationship as well. A great way to start my fall.

What’s next? Another trip to Renfest, Halloween with and without the kids, and who knows. But one thing I know for sure (and he has reluctantly agreed to do) is we are going to start walking for exercise. I need to keep up my energy.