PIC OF THE DAY!
Photo prompt=PRICELESS. Not that this Maillol sculpture is priceless…somebody paid a small fortune for it. But I can relate to this pose as I was lounging on CC’s couch in a similar position last night (avec clothing). That feeling was priceless!
TODAY…
1. So thankful for delicious, delightful Champagne!
2. Thankful for meeting new friends.
3. Thankful for this day of sunshine and relaxation before the storm hits (New Year).
4. Thankful for more belly laughs
5. Thankful that I have the opportunity to be there for old buds.
Well, well, well. Where to even begin?
I have got a serious case of the LIKES going on. Man. I’m almost speechless. NOT. You know I’m going to spill it all here!
Okay, where we last left off, I was getting ready for a wine tasting/dinner party hosted by friends of CC’s. I got to CC’s place fairly early, and we needed to wait around a little while because we didn’t want to get to the host’s place too early. So CC offered me a drink, but I declined because I knew that we were going to be drinking some especially fine wines at this get-together.
So we talked some. CC is always kind of nervous around me in the beginning. I notice this every single time. I think he’s getting a bit better (and to be perfectly honest, I get nervous around him now too…I think it’s because my heart’s done a little shifting). It’s wild knowing that he’s such a big businessman and most of his friends are pretty high-powered folk in this city, yet he gets nervous around me. It was a teeny bit annoying at first, but now I find it quite endearing. Plus, like I said, it’s getting better. We never run out of stuff to talk about–NO awkward silences or anything like that.
And then it was time to get going. He drove us over to R’s place. R does something in the world of wine…distributor or something, I can’t really remember. All I know is that there were bottles and cases and containers of wine–everywhere. Like, insanely serious wine people here. You guys know I love my bubbly, but truth be told, I know squat about Champagne. All I know is that I love those bubbles and the sparkles and the feel-good aspect of the stuff.
R is much, much younger than CC, but they seem to be very good friends. R’s dad was cooking dinner when we got there. The dad, P, is a very handsome guy in his mid-50s. He doesn’t live in this city, but he is here a lot and is good friends with CC as well. They’ve traveled together. And then there was B, the younger brother. Cutie. Super nice and polite. And R’s girlfriend and her sister joined us for dinner as well. All in all, a very nice dinner party.
Dinner was delicious. I mean, brilliantly delicious (P was trying a new fettuccine alfredo recipe to go along with this insanely juicy and delectable pork roast), but the wine–oh gawd, I think CC has created a monster. We did blind tastings and not-so-blind tastings. Bubbles, bubbles and more bubbles! And when the bubbles were gone, they simply opened more fine, fine, FINE wine. I have no idea how many hundreds of dollars worth of vino I poured down my uneducated gullet.
Crazy.
Once we were all good and loosened up, R and P and CC and I remained at the table and shot the shit for a few hours. They asked me allllll kinds of questions and I asked them a bunch too. What it all boiled down to was a bit of a drunken confession from me, telling CC that I liked him…like, a bit more than a friend.
So he announced at the table, “Well, I guess that means I’m going to have to start taking you out on REAL dates. No more of these non-dates, right?”
And I agreed.
See, I look at it much like a private noter said (and I’ll paraphrase from my point of view): CC has respected my wishes the entire time I’ve known him (with the exception of the aggressive kiss after our very first date – but that totally put him in check at the time). And he’s been calling our meet-ups “non-dates” because he knew that’s what made me comfortable at the time.
Not only has he been waiting for my cues, he’s been listening. In fact, I told him all about how I felt like he wasn’t really into me by the simple fact that he hasn’t shown much affection by means of small touches (small of back, hand-holding, etc.), and last night he put his arm around me as we walked up the sidewalk to R’s place.
And he did it again on the way back to his place. When I made note of it aloud (in a very positive way), he said that he’s doing it because he knows that I like it and he wants to please me. Frankly, I’d love it even more if he was doing it because he likes to do it, but he also noted that he thinks hand-holding is much more comfortable if you are in an established relationship.
I agree, but you gotta start somewhere, don’t you?
Regardless, we made it back to his place. And his couch. And oh my, oh my…I have a live one on my hands. I can already tell. All this by kissing and just a teensy bit more.
He asked me again if he can ask me out on a REAL date next time. And I said yes.
We kissed until 4!!!
I think he wants to shoot me with all this late-night talking and snogging, but I am thoroughly enjoying it at this point! I really enjoy his company, and I so hope he still feels the same about me.
Who knows what will come of this. I now have to make a big effort not to get ahead of myself regarding this one. [Parliament], I’ve learned a LOT of lessons, and I’m really trying to put them to good use. I’m speaking my mind, for sure. I’m holding his feet to the fire (I hope!), and I’m trying to take this very slowly. I do NOT want to go further with him until we’ve established…something. Some kind of status. But I can already tell it’s going to be harrrrrrd.
Bottom line, he could be outtie tomorrow. I hope he’s not because I could use something really fantastic right about now. But I don’t want to jinx this and I don’t want to put the cart before the horse. And I especially don’t want to put the relationship before the first REAL DATE!!!!
Ah, what fun.
It ruined my day today. Totally unproductive. But I’ve got a bit of a second wind and I need to straighten to get ready for tomorrow. I might have Lovely and Cindy spending the night!
The Happiest of New Year’s Eves to YOU!!
Big, big kisses.
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