I'm smiling cause the drought is over...
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I�m supposed to be in a good ass mood right now. But I�m in hella pain from gawd-damn-evil-fuckin-cramps!!! SHIIIIIIT. *sigh�ok let me get my mind right so I can update on my fantabolous weekend. Friday when I went to pick up Bro. A from the airport, I spent the longest 20 minutes of my life waiting for his plane. I�m sure all the other people in the airport thought I was some fat crack head cause my ass could not sit still I was so damn nervous. I was pretty in pink (my cuteness was verified by a lady at Wal-mart and a baggage handler at the airport) and ready to start the weekend. As I anxiously waited for passengers to make their way down the escalators, I glanced away for a moment and when I turned back around, I saw him. He looked just like the many pictures of him that I have seen over the last two months. The only difference was now I could really see his big ol� chester cheese grin, which he had plastered to his handsome face all weekend. We hugged for a few moments longer than strangers are probably supposed to but it just felt right. I�m laughing at my self now for ever doubting that we would not get along. Had you been an observer in the airport you might have thought we had known each other for years. There wasn�t a second of odd silence or an uncomfortable feeling. Although many times that weekend, I literally felt like I was dreaming. I have been imaging Bro. A here for the last two months and when the time came it just felt so unreal. The way we were able to get along so well was just crazy. Once we left the airport I took him back to the Diva�s Palace (that�s my crib) so that I could pack for our little overnighter, then we were off to San Francisco. I thought for sure that Bro. A would be tired and sleep during most of the ride to SF, but he stayed up and talked to me the whole time. I mentioned to him that we would need to try to head back to Sac by 5 or 6 on Saturday. I knew that the 49er and the Giants were both playing on Sunday and I didn�t not want to run into any pre-game day traffic in the bay area. Bro. A mentioned how much fun it would be to go to a Giants game and even though he is a huge baseball fan, he had never been to a major league game. I really tried to keep my secret, but I couldn�t. I just looked at him with a huge smile and said �tell me how much you love me and what a wonderful person I am� he looked at me kinda funny at first then the light bulb went off in his head and he was like �no way�. I told him �yep, I got tickets to the Giants game tonight�. This boy was so excited that he stated kissing my hands and cheeks. He was really surprised. Once we got to SF we checked into the hotel and then went to lie down for a few minutes. We snuggled up close to rest and were very, very close to playing our own 9 innings in that room. We eventually got up and went to grab a bite to eat then took a cab to the ballpark. When we finally sat down in our seats, I thought Bro. A was gonna start bawling. He was so overwhelmed from being in the stadium and actually being at a real ball game. He was kinda quite for a few moments and just looked around in awe. You would have thought he was a three year old taking his first trip to Disneyland or something. It was soooo cute. Do I really need to go into details about Friday night, after the baseball game??? Let�s just say that my 9-month drought is finally over. I got my flowerbed watered and I think my girl will be straight for another couple months (God willing, I won�t have to wait that long). I�m not really one to discuss my sex-life, but I will say this, I was very, very pleased, and I�m gonna leave it at that. Saturday we had just as much fun. We woke up at 5:30 am (ok so I was the one up and did what I had to do to get him up�in more than one way) and had our little AM fun, went back to sleep and really got up at about 10:30. We checked out of the hotel around 12:30 then went to Fisherman�s Warf. From the parking structure we overlooked the bay and I mentioned to him some of the short bay cruises that they have and Bro. A said that he would not mind going on one. Awww perfect, cause I downloaded a coupon for a bay cruise. We went and bought our cruise tickets then went to grab a bite to eat. The cruise was really really nice. We had a good time taking in the sites and holding each other. It felt soooo good to have someone wrap their arms around me again (and Bro. A has some very nice strong manly arms). After the cruise we went and walked around Pier 39, got some ice cream and then headed back to Sac. I took him on a short tour of Sac then we headed back to my place. We changed into our swim suites then went to the hot tub at my apartment. The hot tub unfortunately was cold. And if there is one thing that I hate, it�s being cold. We didn�t last long in the cold tub and some other people showed up so that was our cue to leave. We went over to the other side of the complex and got in the other hot tube. And to our delight, it was hot. As badly as I wanted too be a bad girl in the hot tube, I keep my composure and suppressed my raging hormones. But I had fun teasing Bro. A and making it really hard for him to control his hormones too. We eventually made it back to my apartment, showered grabbed a little something to eat and got ready for bed. I was kinda sad because when we climbed into bed, I looked at the clock and realized I only had another 4 hours with him. We spent bout 2 of those hours well you know�those couple of hours involved candle light, some mood music (Faith's two older albums and Maxwells Embrya on rotation)and strwberries, oooo the strawberries *sigh*. (give me a sec to get my mind right again) In the weekend was worth the wait. I took Bro. A to the airport Sunday morning. He missed his flight cause we overslept but unfortunately he was able to get on one that was leaving an hour later. I was so tired that morning and kinda out of it (I�m not a morning person at all). We hugged and kissed but I didn�t even tell him what a wonderful time I had and how happy he had made me feel that weekend. When I went back to the car, I had to fight off a few tears. I was sad to see him go. I had such a wonderful time with him. When I got home I laid back down. I rolled over and could still smell him in my pillow. That shit really tripped me out and at that moment I wish he was still laying next to me holdin me. Even though the weekend is over, I have some great memories and I am really looking forward to seeing him again. I just hate that I have no idea when it will be.
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11:21 a.m. || September 15, 2003 |
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