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Mr. Man sometimes asks me some really weird questions. The kinda questions that literally come from nowhere. For example, this morning, as I was getting myself together for work, Mr. Man was sitting on the edge of my bed looking at Good Morning America (West Coast Edition). In the middle of me pulling my hair back into a ponytail, he asks �I�m not just here for you to pass time, am I?� I turned to look at him trying to figure out where the question fit into what was going on at that moment. It didn�t fit. I answered his question anyways. Hoping that he was convinced that I think of him as more than just a booty call. Booty calls are never hard to come by. Good men are. The other day, Mr. Man asked me if I thought he was stealing my youth. Again, the question came in the middle of us eating dinner (that I cooked..yes, the man got me cooking). My mouth fell open (probably exposing whatever I was chewing on). He says he is not worried about the age difference, but I�m not yet convinced of that. I tried to make him understand that in my few years of adult hood, I have done a lot, I have dated, I have partied, I have traveled. I still enjoy doing �youthful� things but running around sleeping with various men is not one of them. I am at the point were I just want one person who can keep me happy, satisfied and is crazy about every inch of me. Mr. Man is unlike most men I have met. He can be a bit emotional at times. Not like a wimpy emotional, he just says how he feels and what he is feeling. It�s kinda nice. For example, the other night we were laying in bed talking. He tells me, �You know I can be high maintenance at times.� I laughed. And said �So can I.� I later found out that his idea of high maintenance is just getting a little attention from time to time. Funny, because I don�t consider that being high maintenance. Wanting a little attention from someone you like does not sound like high maintenance to me. Although, I truly enjoy Mr. Man and his company. I still have concerns. He was in a long-term relationship and just recently (Jan.) ended it. I don�t want to be the rebound chick. I was aware of this ahead of time. We talked about it. But I still made the decision to invite him to share my covers. The other thing that scares me happens to be the extra toothbrush in my toothbrush holder that has been given the title of Mr. Man�s toothbrush. He has only spent the night twice now and already he has his own toothbrush and green face towel. The extra toothbrush can mean one of two things, he is either really digging me and plans to be around for a while, or he is running some good game and keeps the toothbrush at my house hoping that I am convinced that he will be around for a while. I finally had my date last night. He came and picked me up and we went to a nice seafood restaurant. Tonight, after he puts the little one to bed, I am supposed to go over to watch this comedy DVD he bought. Saturday, we are supposed to go to the movies and then to this restaurant to listen to a local jazz band. I am really looking forward to it. Already have my outfit (that I got last weekend in LA) all picked out. He will be lucky if he can keep his big hands off of me through the night. I will be beyond cute tomorrow. Sunday, I am going to watch him play basketball. If we stick to the plans, that�s four days in a row that we will see each other. I�m not sure what to think about that yet. I enjoy him and have not gotten tired of his company yet. It�s nice to actually have plans for the weekend with someone other than Rie and my television. Although I love them both dearly. |
3:32 p.m. || March 11, 2005 |
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