I should start by
apologizing to my childhood best friend Liv. She is going to hate this
little story, it kind of involves that one time... with her brother.
Woops! So Liv, I am sorry that I had a crush on your hot older not
actual step brother, brother for the better part of 20 years and I am
sorry that I am going to use this blast from the past to segway into a
newer boy story.
I
would call Thanksgiving 2006 the best holiday I have ever experienced. I
was freshly divorced so my self esteem had taken quite the beating. Liv
was living the college life at film school in NYC. I was single and
spending my first Thanksgiving without my daughter, since it was her
dad's holiday this year. I was so happy to have her in town, I rushed
straight over to her mom's house to hang out with her and catch up on
the year.
We were
laying on the bed gossiping about life when the cocky yet gorgeous JD
strolled in spitting lines and making plans to go to the club with one
of his old friends. He and I start the flirtatious banter and just like
that Liv and I are heading out with them.
I
am not sure you can fully grasp the magnitude of the torch I have been
carrying for this man. He's 6' in great shape with dark hair and
piercing eyes. His smile and confidence made him quite literally the man
of my dreams. He has a story for everything, always the center of
attention. He can dance, is educated, and has the style of a well
dressed gay man. He might actually be god's gift to women... and he has
done his best to bless the masses.
We head
out and the night is incredible. We are dancing, drinking and laughing
until 2 am. The 4 of us, JD and me, Liv and JD's bud head back to their
mom's to cap off the night. JD woke me early in the morning before the
parents got up so I would switch places with his bud. Here we are in our
20s (their 30s) and we are bed swapping to keep our co-ed slumber party
as PG as possible.
Shortly
after the parents arise, Liv and I head into the boys room and the four
of us lay their telling stories, laughing and making fun of each other
for hours. Four fully grown adults in an antique full size bed. It was
hilarious.
JD and I
flirted a bit more, kept in touch some when he went back to Sweet Carolina
but he is married with children now and I have successfully remained
just the friend of his kid sister without any real awkwardness at family
functions.
This
weekend I met a new boy from North Carolina. Basically a beach bum with a
software company. He is adorable and funny and only in town for a few
days. He smiled at me from across the crowded bar on Saturday night. My
Champagne Drinking Best Friend was deep in her third or forth
conversation of the evening with random strangers. I guess we are all
friends after 10pm.
When I
made my way over to this unfamiliar face a blond in her mid thirties was
chatting him up while getting a drink. She walked away to rejoin her
friends for what I can only assume was intended to be a quick update but
in those few seconds I snagged the bar stool next to him and ordered
another drink. He introduced himself, we began to talk, he wanted to go
some where a little more casual. The mid-thirties blond came back and
loitered a bit but it was obvious we were leaving together... I drag my
CDBF out of the bar and to a whole in the wall down the street.
We
talked until early the next morning and then more the next day. Sweet
getting to know you conversations. I always say I interview well because
guys are most into me the first few weeks of dating. With his impending
departure he wont have time to find any of the bad stuff!
He
and I have spent every possible moment together the past few days and
when he leaves I will be a little sad. He makes comments about when
he'll be back and inviting me to come to the beach for a visit. I am
pretty sure we will keep in touch very little if at all once he is on
his way back to The Land Where Hot Guys Live but it has felt pretty
great to get to know someone who thinks I'm gorgeous and will drop just
about everything to spend time with me.
