J'ai eu un weekend magnifique avec un homme plus magnifique
Yay. We did barely anything and it was awesome. Sat consisted of chatting, brownies, reading, watching the Grand Prix qualifiers followed by Tour de France followed by Borat and Event Horizon, which scared the shit out of me. Sam Neill takes his face off a lot.
Sunday was pretty much the same except with the actual Grand Prix, the end of the Tour de France and a happy interlude whereupon I walked across to the kitchen table and said, "OH." Alex says, "What?"...wanders over and sees what I'm looking at... "Oh, it's a rabbit without a head." YEAH. The downside of living with 6 cats. Alex took the body, I did...what was left of the ears.
More TV. More reading. Then watched 28 Weeks Later, during which I shrank almost into Alex in terror and screamed like a girl. Siiiigh. But an entirely wonderful weekend. You know, I've never slept with anyone else and I still know it's fucking fan-TAS-tic. And we just talked for ages late at night and laughed. Nothing nicer than making him laugh. His Mum had bought us some MASSIVE meringues for dessert and Alex's mobile backdrop is now a picture of me tucking into this unholy sugar mountain.
Bit nervous. It was his Mum's birthday today but I've also been invited to his granddad's birthday supper on Friday. I've never met him and he's apparently been practising how to pronounce my name in preparation for meeting me. But in between, Man comes here too and I'll get two more nights at his! I'm so loved up. Ew.
Sunday was pretty much the same except with the actual Grand Prix, the end of the Tour de France and a happy interlude whereupon I walked across to the kitchen table and said, "OH." Alex says, "What?"...wanders over and sees what I'm looking at... "Oh, it's a rabbit without a head." YEAH. The downside of living with 6 cats. Alex took the body, I did...what was left of the ears.
More TV. More reading. Then watched 28 Weeks Later, during which I shrank almost into Alex in terror and screamed like a girl. Siiiigh. But an entirely wonderful weekend. You know, I've never slept with anyone else and I still know it's fucking fan-TAS-tic. And we just talked for ages late at night and laughed. Nothing nicer than making him laugh. His Mum had bought us some MASSIVE meringues for dessert and Alex's mobile backdrop is now a picture of me tucking into this unholy sugar mountain.
Bit nervous. It was his Mum's birthday today but I've also been invited to his granddad's birthday supper on Friday. I've never met him and he's apparently been practising how to pronounce my name in preparation for meeting me. But in between, Man comes here too and I'll get two more nights at his! I'm so loved up. Ew.