I've got soo much honey the bees envy me...
Well...not really but that's alright. I'm half way through my second bottle of wine and will soon be moving to blackberry brandy with my ribs tonight. Then onto some homebrewed Irish Reds. If I can still stand.
So...in relation to my subject line it would be wise to mention that I'm in the dog house for expressing my feelings. Which struck me as completely wrong. But hey, I'm not a woman and even though Kate has trained me well, I don't know everything there is to know about you folksies. After 3 facebook official months and 5ish real people months I brought the L-word into a conversation...well more of a statement. Apparently that's the wrong thing to do. I know that no two relationships are the same, but at the same time...I love her, and I didn't even want to say it to her that night. She dragged it out of me, then told me to go home (No, I hadn't been drinking). That just...boggled my mind. I asked her later why what I said was the wrong thing to say, especially since we are trying to be as open as possible with each other. I mean...honestly.
Other than that we're going on fairly well. She has the same quirky sense of humor that I do, even if she won't laugh out loud at someone getting hurt for their own stupidty. While I must admit that most of the time she's not laughing out loud at me. Which is appreciated.
I thought about posting a list of things that were going through my head, but right now it's pretty much trying to figure out the above issue.
end rant,
hack
So...in relation to my subject line it would be wise to mention that I'm in the dog house for expressing my feelings. Which struck me as completely wrong. But hey, I'm not a woman and even though Kate has trained me well, I don't know everything there is to know about you folksies. After 3 facebook official months and 5ish real people months I brought the L-word into a conversation...well more of a statement. Apparently that's the wrong thing to do. I know that no two relationships are the same, but at the same time...I love her, and I didn't even want to say it to her that night. She dragged it out of me, then told me to go home (No, I hadn't been drinking). That just...boggled my mind. I asked her later why what I said was the wrong thing to say, especially since we are trying to be as open as possible with each other. I mean...honestly.
Other than that we're going on fairly well. She has the same quirky sense of humor that I do, even if she won't laugh out loud at someone getting hurt for their own stupidty. While I must admit that most of the time she's not laughing out loud at me. Which is appreciated.
I thought about posting a list of things that were going through my head, but right now it's pretty much trying to figure out the above issue.
end rant,
hack