Sunday night I got a text from manfriend. He said he was at Walmart picking up stuff for homemade pizza, and asked me what I liked on mine. I said "Pepperoni!" He asked what soda, I said "Coke!" He told me "Thanks, this will be great fr my date tonight." Obviously a joke. I asked if she was hot. He said "And young!" I told him i'd jump in the shower. After I got out I asked "How is your date?" and he replied "She stood me up, wanna come help me eat this pizza?" I get there and the pizza is done, looks amazingggggg. We sit down at the coffee table, on the floor, watching The Fighter. Horrible movie. Just awful. Thankfully the pizza was DELICIOUS. He even made his own stuffed crust, well, he tried to. Haha. After the movie, we moved to the bedroom. I had a surprise for him i'd been planning for two weeks or so. LOL. I got my PJ's and set them on the bed. I told him "I wanna show you this before I strip it off" and pulled my shirt down to reveal my leopard bra. His hands were immediately all over me and the words "You don't need to take it off just yet" were whispered in my ear. I then dropped my shorts to show him the boyshorts matched. I wont go into all the details...but let's just say it was the best $40 I ever spent. Afterwards, while we laid in bed together I was stroking his beard and said "If I were a guy, i'd have a HUGE beard." He was definitely disturbed and not happy i'd said it. He told me he picture me with a beard. I asked if I looked like Zach Galifianakis. Haha. He ended up getting over his disgust and told me just to stay female. His alarm went off much too soon in the morning, and it's blaring music scared the fuck out of me. But it is always accompanied by his arm around me, so it isn't all bad.
Had a little spa party last night. Invited some girlfrans and got to do facials and play with some mineral makeup. My mom made adorable cupcakes, I made bacon wrapped tiny weenies. We had some punch made with cherry 7up, fruit punch and sherbet. Mmmmm. Everyone surprisingly wanted to buy some products from the lady, so I will get some credit/discount for it. I'm planning on buying the skincare kit, since my Mary Kay crap is about to run out.
Going to the haunted houses with manfriend this weekend, i'll be sure to blog about it.
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Thursday, September 15, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Non-Relationship Pancakes
Last night I spent the night with the guy i've been "dating". It's not exclusive, we aren't in a relationship, he's not my boyfriend. I refer to him as my "manfriend", as this is the first time i've ever just let it be whatever and not been too concerned about calling it a relationship. I enjoy every moment I spend with him, he's a gentleman, he's funny, he's sexy, he absolutely drives me nuts. I've known him for a couple of months now and it just feels like things are getting less and less awkward for me, having never done this kind of thing before. And it's gotten less awkward, because the time i've spent with him has gotten even better. The conversation, the sex. I feel closer to him, which I suppose is just unavoidable when you spend time with someone.
He works long hours, he works Monday-Friday. So if I see him, it's on the weekend and usually never more than every other weekend. So most of the time if i've spent the night, he has to get up at 10, shower, and then he goes to the gym and then from the gym he goes to work. So that means I get woken up and then leave when he leaves for the gym. It's not like he's kicking me out. It's not the "We just had sex, now get the hell out of here" thing. There was one morning in the first month we were seeing each other that he let me sleep in, he took his shower, did some stuff around his apartment and then he came and woke me up and made me pancakes. And then after that he had to leave, so I had to leave.
This weekend he'd told me he would probably be too busy to hang out. I had texted to see if he wanted to do dinner and see the new Guillermo Del Toro flick. I told him "No big deal. Maybe next weekend." Last night I sent him a text, just wondering how his weekend was working out since he'd said he'd been neglecting some jobs he needed to do. He said it was good and he was thinking of watching a movie. I asked what he was gonna watch and it ended up leading to me rushing through a shower and racing to his apartment to watch a DVD. We watched Anacondas: Hunt For The Blood Orchid
, got our freak on, and then popped in another movie while we laid in bed, his arm around me and my fingers laced with his. I had a horrible time trying to fall asleep, I probably only got about three hours, if that. He got up at about noon, I stayed in bed. I could hear him washing dishes, messing around in the kitchen. Eventually he came back in, climbed on top of me and informed me that he had made me breakfast in bed. He set the pillows up against the wall and called it my "throne". Haha. He went back to the kitchen and returned with his own feast and we sat on the bed eating our pancakes and eggs and drinking our orange juice. All I could think about was how amazing my "non-boyfriend" treated me, and how lucky I was to be treated in such a manner. After we ate, I watched him do his random apartment chores. We changed the sheets, he folded his laundry. I was surprised he was letting me stay so late into the day. I ended up back on the bed and he said he was going to take a shower, a minute later he came back in, crawled atop me again and started kissing me. Once satisfied, he was ready for his shower and he invited me along. This was the first time he'd allowed me to shower with him. The first time I had stayed the night I had told him he should join me in the shower and he shot me down. So naturally, I was thrilled.
It was a fantastic time, and the first time I left him without feeling like something was left undone somehow. I've never left on a bad note with him, never left angry/upset/sad...But still felt an awkwardness or like I should have stolen one more kiss, said one more thing.
When it comes down to it, whether it ends up being something more than what it is or if it eventually ends, I am sure i'll be okay. He's of course someone I could see playing a bigger role in my life, he's just a great MAN, but I have also just drilled it into my brain that I can't let it phase me if it never evolves. No matter what, he's a good guy and he always will be, mine or not. I am lucky to have come across him.
He works long hours, he works Monday-Friday. So if I see him, it's on the weekend and usually never more than every other weekend. So most of the time if i've spent the night, he has to get up at 10, shower, and then he goes to the gym and then from the gym he goes to work. So that means I get woken up and then leave when he leaves for the gym. It's not like he's kicking me out. It's not the "We just had sex, now get the hell out of here" thing. There was one morning in the first month we were seeing each other that he let me sleep in, he took his shower, did some stuff around his apartment and then he came and woke me up and made me pancakes. And then after that he had to leave, so I had to leave.
This weekend he'd told me he would probably be too busy to hang out. I had texted to see if he wanted to do dinner and see the new Guillermo Del Toro flick. I told him "No big deal. Maybe next weekend." Last night I sent him a text, just wondering how his weekend was working out since he'd said he'd been neglecting some jobs he needed to do. He said it was good and he was thinking of watching a movie. I asked what he was gonna watch and it ended up leading to me rushing through a shower and racing to his apartment to watch a DVD. We watched Anacondas: Hunt For The Blood Orchid
, got our freak on, and then popped in another movie while we laid in bed, his arm around me and my fingers laced with his. I had a horrible time trying to fall asleep, I probably only got about three hours, if that. He got up at about noon, I stayed in bed. I could hear him washing dishes, messing around in the kitchen. Eventually he came back in, climbed on top of me and informed me that he had made me breakfast in bed. He set the pillows up against the wall and called it my "throne". Haha. He went back to the kitchen and returned with his own feast and we sat on the bed eating our pancakes and eggs and drinking our orange juice. All I could think about was how amazing my "non-boyfriend" treated me, and how lucky I was to be treated in such a manner. After we ate, I watched him do his random apartment chores. We changed the sheets, he folded his laundry. I was surprised he was letting me stay so late into the day. I ended up back on the bed and he said he was going to take a shower, a minute later he came back in, crawled atop me again and started kissing me. Once satisfied, he was ready for his shower and he invited me along. This was the first time he'd allowed me to shower with him. The first time I had stayed the night I had told him he should join me in the shower and he shot me down. So naturally, I was thrilled.It was a fantastic time, and the first time I left him without feeling like something was left undone somehow. I've never left on a bad note with him, never left angry/upset/sad...But still felt an awkwardness or like I should have stolen one more kiss, said one more thing.
When it comes down to it, whether it ends up being something more than what it is or if it eventually ends, I am sure i'll be okay. He's of course someone I could see playing a bigger role in my life, he's just a great MAN, but I have also just drilled it into my brain that I can't let it phase me if it never evolves. No matter what, he's a good guy and he always will be, mine or not. I am lucky to have come across him.
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