I talked to Harry last night who was freaking out a little bit over this site he’s been working on for months that is about to go LIVE on Tuesday. […]
My Harry has two ex’s. Well, three… Well, more if you count girls he just dated and didn’t have long-term relationships with. Sometimes the thought of it makes me feel uncomfortable. I hate the idea of being compared. Yet, it is human nature. Yet I hate it. Yet, I’m curious. Super curious. Not crazy about the idea of bumping into any of them, but I’m not afraid of it either.
So sometimes in the midst of our long conversations, I sometimes cringe as I listen to him explain how “things were.” Thank God we are both sensitive about the issue and mature in how we discuss such things. And I have to say I’ve learned a lot about him.
And that is us right now. We are lovesick. Whenever I catch his eye I can’t stop looking at him. I can’t stop smiling. Our faces hurt sometimes from smiling for so long. We are working on our 5th month as a couple. How long can this last? I hope forever.
There was a small blip on my radar yesterday and the day before of Martin. And I heard from someone who would know, of one last lie he told me. […]
Romance is futile drivel – without risk.
Give me all the romance in the world but also give me the truth.
And that my friends, I will believe. Because that is true love.
Because the attacks will come. They already have begun. Minor skirmishes at this point. Someone on Facebook who asked me out about a month ago and I turned down caught onto the idea that Harry and I were seeing each other. He proceeded to warn me about Harry because of things he heard about him from one of his ex-girlfriends from years ago. This man has never met Harry. And everything he was saying was hearsay. It was obvious that he knew very little about Harry because he was under the notion for one, that he had a son that looked just like him. To Harry, this was laughable but also very hurtful that someone who didn’t know him would say lies about him to me.
Harry and my relationship went through another test yesterday. I brought up the faith issue. This difference between us is about the only threat to our relationship that either of us can think of. It leaves both of us wondering how to proceed. We had a difficult conversation that left Harry feeling hurt and afraid that I was going to jump ship and abandon him. I knew I was saying things he didn’t like. I knew by saying them he could wash his hands of me, get up and walk himself out.
Our book jackets said one thing but our pages something else. And we looked long enough to notice the discrepancy. The people around us didn’t. They only read the words in bold print. “What are you doing with that book? What are you thinking?” They asked when we picked it up off the shelf. We tried pointing at the pages to explain, “But wait until you get to page 25!”
This summer I discovered the award-winning series Mad Men that airs on AMC. I’m a student of American history, culture, I’ve always been fascinated with marketing and advertising messages, and […]
There is a certain smell in a used car sales office. Men sit behind desks and look at screens and smile and shake their heads. You sit on a chair […]