happenin's

Hi all. I'm sitting in my kitchen knowing I should be asleep because tomorrow is another work day after all. But sleep is eluding me and my brain is busy, so here I am. 

A few things...

Cash is sick. Frighteningly sick. I'm hoping it's not as bad as he says the doctors say, or as bad as I suspect, but one can never tell about such things. I went to see him a couple of months ago and we had a sexy time as always, but his news definitely overshadowed things. We said "I love you's" more than usual and it was just sweet...bittersweet. I check in on him every week in what I'm sure is an annoying and overly-motherly way. I try to pass it off as flirty/sexy but am not always successful I'm sure. We've grown to be good friends (with benefits, yes, but plain ol' friends as well) and I care about him a whole big bunch. Worry worry.

I had lunch with Aaron today. We hadn't seen each other in a few months (he says six, I say one), and it is always the very best thing to hang with him, naked or not. The conversation was sexy and the company lovely. The feel I copped through his jeans on the ride back, and the kiss he stole before dropping me off? Fabulous. He's good people, that one.

"Met" someone interesting this past week, although so far it's only been via messaging and texts. Another musician. What is my deal with musicians? I am tone deaf and play no instruments, don't go to concerts or live music events very much and yet... I think it's the creativity aspect that attracts me. And in my opinion, all men substantially elevate their hotness level with a guitar strapped around their neck. Although that doesn't explain why a disproportionate number of men who approach me are musicians. But I digress. This man is interesting to talk to, funny, and attractive, but he hasn't seen my face yet. The conversation was progressing and he still hadn't asked to see my face, which I thought was odd because that's usually the first thing that comes up. When it finally did, he said the thought of meeting me in person, yet having never seen my face before the encounter, was really appealing to him. And when I stop and think about it, I kind of get that. As much as I'd like to think that my sarcastic wit and cynical humor are the reasons for holding his interest, I'm pretty sure he's just into the element of surprise. We plan to meet for coffee after I get back from vacation. Which brings me to....

Mr. Man and I are going on a week long vacation with another couple. I know both of them in the biblical sense and love them dearly. Mr. Man and I are meeting them in a state far away from our respective homes and we will explore the city for a few days and then they will fly home with us to stay at our abode for a few more days before heading back to their home. No pressure and no expectations, but play time is on the table. It will be a fun trip regardless and I'm really looking forward to just hanging out.

And now, bed.

xoxo,
Bella

adventures in online shenanigans

This week's *adventures on okcupid...persistent men.

• If I didn't respond to your first two messeages, I'm probably not going to respond to your next ten. 
• Thank you for your phone number (that I didn't ask for) but I'll not be using it.
• If you insist on calling me "babe" or "beautiful" or "honey" or "darling" or any other patronizing endearment, I will cut you. At least mentally.
• Don't repeatedly bug me about meeting up with you.
• I do not want your unsolicited cock photo.
• Message of the day from someone who'd already messaged me and I hadn't responded..."Hey babe, I'm waiting for your text (gives me his number again). I want the same thing you do. Looking forward to hearing from you." No, you are not looking for the same thing I am. Read the profile again. Or actually, don't. Just go away.

Maybe this makes me sound like a bitchy okc user, but I think not for the most part. Because there are a handful of people who send the right mix of polite but not boring, funny but not ridiculous, interesting but not too bizarre messages and we engage in enjoyable adult conversation just fine.

*I may make this a regular series. Ha.

In other news...

• Mr. Man had a date tonight that didn't work out. I was asleep when he got home so I didn't get details yet but it was one of those not-really-compatible, not his/her type kind of things. A bummer but it happens.
• Considering a profile on openminded.com
• I am bored

xoxo,
Bella

Kid gets an A+ for confidence

Barely Legal Boy: Always wanted to experience someone your age ;)

Me:  While you're pretty adorable, I think it says in the Constitution somewhere that women "my age" can't fuck anyone who isn't yet old enough to buy me a drink. I should know because I was there when they signed that document. ;) However, give me your school colors and maybe I'll knit you an afghan or something while I'm watching Lawrence Welk this weekend. You're a cutie though. Have a great day!

BLB: Maybe that wasn't the best conversation starter, but I'm pretty sure 18 is just right for anyone. What do you think? ;) don't give me that, you aren't ancient, you're just at that cougar age! ;)

Me:  Lol! (I'm still allowed to say that, aren't I?) You're cracking me up. Thanks, I think. You know I'm totally gonna tell all my friends in the nursing home about this conversation, right?

BLB:  Of course you are, no age limits here. Haha, very funny. I think you're being a little hard on yourself, how about you lay back an let me be the hard one ;) lol.

Me:  Oh I'm just teasing. I'm fully aware of my skills as an older woman. I'll let you ponder what I could do with that hardness while I get my little one to school.

BLB:  Doesn't take much to ponder on, you know very well what you could do with this hardness ;) and what I could do with it. Hmmm home alone? :p

This is where I ended the conversation because I was busy and I figure no need to stroke a cocky teenage boy's ego any more than necessary. Made me smile though. But, no.

xoxo,
Bella