Tidbits in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

An entry. My gosh, why is it so hard to write an entry these days? I guess because my laptop at home is still broken, and even if it were working, I’m sure I wouldn’t be writing from home anyway with Grrrrr there. Though we’re sharing practically everything (more than I’ve ever shared with anyone before), he doesn’t need to know about OD. This is my place to get away.

We are spending so much time together…and I actually love it! At first I thought that we’d drive each other crazy with the togetherness (remember, Grrrr just moved back to the US after spending 14 years living in Europe, and I’m one of the first people he met after moving here, so he doesn’t have a whole lot of friends outside of, well, MY circle), but it is sooooo very nice to have someone there when I get home from work and someone I can always hang out with. As stupid as it sounds, he is now my very best friend. Sure, there’s Best Bud…she’s still there. But I also only get to see her maybe 4 times a year. So Grrrr it is and I would like to think Grrrrr it will be for a good, long while.

Wow. Sap. Yum!

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The leathercrafting is going very, very well! With the help of Art, I’ve created a super cool studded belt that somehow matches my Michael Kors boots perfectly! It’s as if Michael and I were using the same cow hide! So I’m using the same hide for the bag, which I now have cut out and lined with pigskin. I’m going to have to post pix soon!

The only bummer is my limited time and the fact that if I do want to create many more pieces I’ll have to use Art’s studio (so far not a problem…he seems to like having me there, but I don’t want to overextend my welcome) or create a whole studio in my own space. I kinda like the idea of creating a workroom inside the loft, but now there’s a dilemma of where Grrrrr’s stuff is gonna go once his sub lessee moves out and he needs to take his furniture back? Grrrrr wants to create a workroom too (he’s crafty!!), but he also has a gorgeous hand-carved antique bed that’s supposed to go into that second room. Ahhhh….I suppose there are worse dilemmas.

Right. Speaking of dilemmas, we’re having Thanksgiving at OUR place!!

Um. My parents don’t know that Grrrr and I are living together yet! This is gonna be fun, no? Honestly, it’s not like I’m back in college and moving in with my boyfriend. That’s when the major freakout with the parents happened. Now, well. My mother has given up on the whole marriage thing anyway. Now The Rents only want to see me happy. And happy I am!!

I just can’t wait to see if my bro shows up with his stripper girlfriend(s). That would at least take maybe 30% of the attention right off of Grrrr and me. Nice.

I met New York Guy for coffee while I was in NYC a couple weeks ago. What is it about being involved in a relationship that makes a guy want you that much more? Is it the taboo factor? Not even the fact that I wanted to tell him all about Grrrrr and how thrilled I am to be in a relationship would make him stop trying to feel my leg under the little Starbucks table. And he’s still texting (secret: I haven’t told him to stop…my ego is still my ego…and I occasionally teasingly text back).

As much as I try to focus my attention away from Grrrr in this entry, I simply can’t!

Grrrr and I have been Christmas shopping for his kids. He needs to get his packages out tomorrow so that they’ll make it in time. He’s had things held up in customs for as long as three weeks.

I have to tell you, I’ve never really shopped for kids’ things before, but it’s strangely somehow exciting! I can’t quite figure out why I get such a rush out of helping Papa find just the right things for his kids. I found the most darling little Hello Kitty rhinestone pendant for his 8-year-old daughter while I was in New York, and my heart started swelling when I bought it.

But then I was feeling kinda weird about the whole thing. You know, shopping for kids I’ve never even met (though I’ve seen tons of photos and heard lots of stories). When I talked to Grrrr on the phone later that night, I was even hesitant to tell him about the necklace. I mean, what if he thought I was interfering or trying to “gift” my way into their lives?

But when I finally did show him the necklace, he smiled and told me that he thought it was the perfect little gift, and told me that his ex would be jealous that I’d found it. Oops. Not my intention at all (secret: but if so, so be it!).

I’ve also been picking up other little trinkets for both of the kids (girl and boy) here and there and I’ve filled their stockings with goodies. Oh man. This is scary.

Anyway. I’m now at the office at the end of the day on Friday waiting for Grrr to make it up here so that we can finish all of our shopping.

Oops. He’s here.

Happy Weekend!!!!