…the way forward…

I drove two hours Wednesday night to Southern Indiana. I drove it to see Mr. Man. (You may not remember the stories because I’ve been kind of silent about it since, well, July.) I drove it because as my mama says, “Girl, you have no common sense.” And well, leaving after working all day until 10 at night and then proceed to drive 2 hours, I have to agree with her.

I knew I had to go. He hasn’t been that close to me since…well, forever. There were things I knew I could only be certain of if I could actually see him face to face. I needed to be certain of how I felt.

It’s odd because I knew I missed him. I just didn’t know how much. I knew I cared about him. I just didn’t know how intense that feeling was. I knew I had some definite ideas about the future and him being in it. I just didn’t know how much our ideas aligned with each other. Needless to say, within 20 minutes of seeing him, I was a little overwhelmed. Feelings that I had just pushed aside for a little bit were now too much for me to handle. I had never before experienced such a wide range of emotions so intense all at the same time that I just wanted to cry. It was like watching a Lifetime move. It was good, it was intense, it was bad, though touching enough that I could stop my eyes from welling up with tears long enough to change the channel.

It’s fair to say that I still love the man, and despite everything that transpired in the month of July (if you missed that, revisit with caution), I know that everything is happening the way that it should be. Though I have dated (and sometimes I really just enjoy dating) a few men during our “break” (most of them intellectually inferior so they really didn’t count anyway), I never took any of them seriously because I knew where my heart was. My heart has always been with him.

So our relationship rekindled in almost the exact same way that it began. And I am content and most certainly happy.

So I just found out, via email, that I won! I WON! I FREAKING WON!

Ok, so you want to know what exactly I won.

I won the office football pool. (Not my office, but my best friend’s brother’s office — yep, I can see this story is getting out of hand already.)

The reason I am so excited is despite my love for the game (watching nothing but football from Friday night to Monday night) most of the guys looked at my pics last week and said I didnt have a chance in hell to win.

Could it have been my choice to pick the horribly bad Oakland Raiders to win their game? Or maybe it was my decision to pick the Houston Texans just because they’re a Texas team?

Who cares — but I am now $$$ richer and it comes at a good time since payday is not until next Friday and I was beginning to get a little concerned. I’m also excited because someone special is planning a visit this weekend. Time to get my sexy clothes out.

This is Rico. This is the friend I went to go see.

This is Rico and Anita. Anita was very drunk and doesn’t remember taking this picture at all. I know, you can barely see me — blame the dimly lit bar — even though it’s probably better that way.

This is Anita and Rico 4 wheeling somewhere out in the hills of Arizona.

This is Rico trying to kill us.

This is the Jeep on top of the hill that I climbed all by myself.

This is a picture of Arizona.

The End.

I’m thinking about changing my perfume. Why? Because lately, I’ve received all kinds of male attention that just hasn’t been right. In fact, it’s down right scary. And I’ve determined that it must be the perfume — after all, it’s the one I wear especially when I go out.

Go back to a couple of weeks ago when a guy proclaimed that I was going to be his wife. To last weekend when I was out celebrating my sister’s 20th birthday when I guy told me that not only was he “the best motherf*cker in this place” but that he worked for the county, was getting his master’s degree, and had a trust fund.

I sat there in utter shock. I could not believe that I met a real live trust fund baby in person! Though I’m beginning to wonder if his mentioning it meant that he would have accessibility to it when he had a child given that he asked me if we could have babies. I suggested that we not move so fast. In fact, I declined the invitation to move anywhere at all out of my seat.