It Could Be More

Valentine's Day was a huge success, if i do say so myself. As it turns out, I'm not the one that went overboard. Godiva chocolates, music, dinner at a romantic restaurant, roses......and a few other things that shall remain private. He did well. But it's not the gifts that made the evening such a success. It's the little moments. The hand holding, kisses on the cheek, the affectionate looks. All of that does wonders for the ego. But there was one moment in particular when I knew that quite possibly this could be something special. We were laying there on the bed (fully clothed, mind you, though that would not last long) just looking at each other. He brushed the hair from my face and and whispered "wow." I could have asked what it meant, but I think I know. Since then things have been, well, perfect. Divine. Incredible. Something in our relationship has shifted, though I would be hard pressed to define it. I feel like we are becoming more open with each other, more in tune to the other's moods. Maybe it's just that we are getting closer. Whatever it is, I like it!

Happy Valentine's Day!

Happy Valentine's Day to all my faithful readers! I am sitting here in the office awaiting the start to my much anticipated V-Day evening with MovieGuy (whose name we are changing to APR because Foxy insists on calling him Mr. Amusement Park Ride). First, let me just say that I don't understand why Valentine's Day is such a huge deal. I didn't even remember that it was coming up until Sunday afternoon when APR was driving me home. He says "We're definately doing something Thursday, right?". And like the true blonde that I am (though you wouldn't know it by looking at me), I respond with "Why, what's so special about Thursday?". He looks at me as if I have just committed one of the 7 deadly sins and tells me its Valentine's Day.

Oops. Missed that one.

Valentine's Day. For 3 days I pondered and agonized what to get him. I mean, we've only been dating a month and a half, so I'm not about to go all sugar mama and start buying him expensive gifts. I finally sent his friend a myspace message and garnered some assistance. We settled on a Blu-ray movie he's been wanting forever. Ok, its not the most romantic gift in the world, but I did put some thought into it. Or at least I was resourceful enough to get suggestions. Then there was the card.....that was a whole other experience in itself. Again, we're a fairly new couple. I don't want him opening a card that screams 'I Love You' in red glitter. I wanted something simple. Something chaste, if you will. Something that says I'm glad you're in my life, you make me happy.

I got Cupid mooning a couple. Not exactly what I had in mind, but it certainly doesn't say 'I Love You'.

And so I wait, wondering what surprises, if any, APR has in store for me. Did he get me a gift? Did I go too overboard? Is he planning a romantic evening?

Stay Tuned.........

Two months later.....

Here I am! I'm back, and I apologize for the lengthy hiatus. I had several complaints over the weekend that I haven't kept up with this, so here y'all are.

So there are several things I don't understand. For instance, when you are trying to get to work just a little bit early, why is that the day the metro is delayed? Why do government workers insist on having 16 meetings about one tiny little detail and yet never seem to resolve the issue? Where do the animals really go when mom & dad say they took them to the farm? Ok, that last one was a joke, but you get where I am going with this.......

But one of the things I really don't understand is why it's so difficult to to admit that you love someone. Or at least care about them a great deal. OFB can't do it, even though I think he does. We've been on, we've been off, we've been to bed, we've been just friends. We've been awkward, we've been fine. And now, after all that he's just going to let me go. He tells me things when we are alone late at night, and then pretends they never happened. Is this normal? Probably for someone that has a girlfriend and has no intention of breaking up with her. How did I get into this situation, you may ask? The simple answer is that I have no wordly clue. Because sometimes I just do. Sometimes I just live. Sometimes sleeping with your best male friend in DC seems like a really great idea after a night out drinking when he's been looking at you the entire time with those eyes. Those deep, gorgoeus chocolate eyes.......but I digress. It seems like a good idea until the next morning when you have to face up to what you've done. And then you go on with your life trying to be friends. It's ridiculous. Yet I can't stop myself from wanting him in my life. I wish I could blame it on lonliness, but that would be a lie because.......

The Kitten has a boyfriend. Before you all start to wonder why I am still hung up OFB when I have a new guy, let me just say that my previous statements were more of a closure to that issue. I do want him as a part of my life, if we ever find a way to be friends after being more so very briefly. So back to the boyfriend (we'll call him MovieGuy)........I met him at a New Years Eve party when I was feeling particularly sad about OFB being in NC with his girlfriend. I wasn't looking and I certainly didn't expect to click with someone as quickly as I clicked with him. I saw him first, you couldn't really miss the aviator glasses and ridiculously large scarf around his neck. Did I mention that he's also a little goofy? We started talking, we laughed, we checked out the other's iPod. He held my hand and kissed me on the cheek when he left. I didn't think he's call. I actually sort of forgot about it. And then he did call....our first date was the day before his birthday and we've been going strong ever since. He is nothing like anyone I have ever dated. He's smart, sexy, creative and young. 24 to be exact. But I'm ok with that. He's young enough to still want to show me affection in public and celebrate Valentine's Day. Yes, that's right...the kitty is celebrating Valentine's Day. For real. This guy makes me weak in the knees. He makes me giddy, giggly and all sorts of nervous. I love it! He's so adorable all the time. He calls to check in, sends me cute text messages during the day and the nights we spend together I spend wrapped up in his arms. OMG, I'm sappy. Who am I???

And that is the gist of what has occured in the last two months. Well, that and I turned 30. But who wants to talk about that?