Saturday, July 23, 2016

684.


Hello people.

I hope everyone has stayed safe and comfortable over the past several days.

It's been hot here. Very hot.

We're doing what we can to stay cool which usually involves running the central air all day. I turn if off in the evening, as soon as it's cool enough to do so. However it's usually back on by 8 or 9 a.m. because it starts to warm up in here a few hours after sunrise.

Although I don't like my electric bill to be "sky high" (as my grandma says), it's the one bill I rarely squawk about paying even though it's a lot more than "inexpensive".

Moving along...

Baby Bliss and I attended the wedding last Saturday evening. The ceremony was beautiful to both my eyes and my spirit. I began crying as soon as the groom appeared, grinning as if he was privy to some exquisite secret the rest of us hadn't caught on to yet.

The reception was a blast.

The meal was tasty enough. There were two meat options, several veggies to choose from. I had some kind of baked chicken, green salad, and a roll.

Aside from my excitement and gratitude at being invited to share in a couple's mutual joy and pending unification, my number one reason for attending weddings is the cake.

It was delicious. I ate three slices, two at the reception and one I brought home. Greedy ole cake-loving me would have eaten more cake but I was wearing a fitted dress and would have looked awful with a bulging food baby in my belly. I also didn't have any apple cider vinegar with me. (It helps regulate glucose when taken before a meal.)

Thankfully I was able to restrain myself.

There were the usual reception agenda items: the bouquet toss, the garter toss, dancing.

I danced quite a bit but not one line dance did I do. I've only become proficient at one line dance in my 40+ years on the planet. When one of the telltale songs begins to play,  I gear up to watch and cheer enthusiastically from the sidelines.

I was expecting at least one drunk and disorderly but surprisingly there were none. Maybe because it was a cash bar.

We got home after 11 p.m.


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Sunday evening my beau and I saw the new Ghostbusters movie. It was just funny enough but Leslie Jones' role seemed stereotypical in more ways than one, most specifically her dialogue.

The gentleman and I did a lot of smooching and hand-holding during the show. A little leg-rubbing...

By the time the movie ended, there was very little time to hang about because he gets up early for work.

He walked me to my car, we took a few minutes for farewell kisses, then headed home.


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Most of my week was spent on mundane chores and errands while waiting for word from a client on an upcoming project.

There was lots of texting with the beau.

In the middle of the week, I had dinner with a childhood friend who recently relocated to the area for work. He landed a plum executive-level position with a large financial institution.

We were in grade school and high school together, he grew up on the other side of the road from me, and one of his older siblings was in school with Mr. Bliss so the ties are fairly strong although we rarely see each other. Over the past 30 years we've kept in touch in various ways.

Thursday evening, my beau and I had dinner down in the big city, then a stroll for some nice after-dinner conversation.

We were supposed to have a date last night as well but I was tired. I hated to beg off at what was almost the last minute but it was necessary.

But we're making up for it tonight.

In fact, we have a date at 7. It's almost 6:15 so y'all know what that means right?

Yep.

Either I'd better light a heck of a fire under my tail or I'm gonna be late.

Have a good one y'all!


Saturday, July 16, 2016

683.


Happy Saturday y'all!

Just a quick update:

There were two more dates with the new dude, one Thursday and one last night.

Both were fun and interesting.

Thursday was a long date. Several hours of blissful fun.

Friday night was a short one: a political fundraiser.

We might be on for tonight but it's doubtful. Baby Bliss and I are attending an evening wedding. I'm probably gonna want to get home as soon as possible after it's done.

It's been a busy week and I'm already beat.

It was almost noon when I left my bed today. I dozed off around 2 a.m. but sleeping that long usually only happens when I'm running on fumes, which happens to be my current situation.

Maybe we'll see each other tomorrow.

Any who, it's my turn for the shower.

I'm outta here folks!


Thursday, July 14, 2016

682.


Tuesday's date went well.

In fact, lots of things went well Tuesday. Really well. Unexpectedly well. From traffic to the lines in stores, I sailed through my outside activities.

Yesterday the paramour and I had ice cream after work. Waffle cones. (Dipped in chocolate which I didn't like but those were the only waffle cones left.)

My ice cream was orange dreamsicle with french vanilla (side by side, not mixed); he had mixed mint and dark chocolate.

We sat in a small park area between the ice cream shop and another store.

Good ice cream, good conversation, and yes, some good kisses.

Before we knew it, dusk was settling around us, nudging us towards departure time.

At dark he walked me to my car where there was more smooching.

The hormones were just running amok...

Today we have a date scheduled to start mid-afternoon which is why I should be asleep. (It's after 4 a.m.)

Silly ole me is still awake but drifting off, as I should be. I'll be flipping the "off" switch in about five minutes.

So I bid y'all a most fond farewell and end by saying "more later" because there shall be.

Toodles!


Tuesday, July 12, 2016

681.


Hey folks!

It's "Tickle My Fancy Tuesday" chez Bliss.

Everything is just rosy and I've been giggling like a school girl at random intervals.

How's the vibe at your place?

Last night my new paramour and I shared a good (voice) conversation.

We talked about the weather, the kids, each other, our next date.

We agreed on Thursday then decided possibly Friday and Saturday too, Saturday being a "maybe" because I have a previous engagement for that evening. But if it ends at a decent hour, we agreed to meet up.

We texted off and on throughout the evening until bedtime.

In between, I had to get Baby Bliss from work. She and I stopped for a bite on the way home.

Once again my suitor texted me about an hour after he'd gone to sleep, to say he was thinking of me. He's plucking my heart strings, this guy.

Have I mentioned that my sleep schedule has gotten really wacky again? At least several nights of every week in the past few, I've been staying up until daylight.

It wouldn't be so bad if I could manage to sleep until 11 a.m. or noon. However, I've only been managing to average 3 or 4 hours of sleep in a 24-hour period.

Not good y'all.

It not unusual because it happens to me periodically. But I know it's ultimately a negative.

Back to more pleasant topics...

I'm seeing him at 7:30 tonight.

Yep, we said Thursday but he requested my presence and I said yes.

Time to get a move on y'all!

Ayo everyone! ("Goodbye" in Papiamento.)

More later...