I am so sad that the end of the weekend is here. So very sad.
Friday night with the married pilot went of without a hitch. He was a complete and utter gentleman. He picked me up at my place and we went to the restaurant - the place really impressed him. It’s one of the great restaurant standards of town, so I knew he would like it, and it did not disappoint. We shared breads with hummus and pimento and other spreads, a beet salad, and an insane goat stew. YUMMM!
We also drank champagne like it was going out of style, until he checked the time and realized that he REALLY needed to stop drinking because of…well, you know, pilots aren’t supposed to have alcohol in their systems when they fly. And he had a pretty long flight back to Dubai, so. There’s that.
We did talk a lot about relationships. His marriage sounds a little bit like he just tolerates it. I have heard how awesome his wife is, but that’s only from Best Bud. Not sure if he’d be open to having an affair, but it’s not like I’m worried about it anymore - there’s absolutely nothing between the two of us.
He said a lot of really nice things about me, though. And we did talk about the whole thing that I’ve written about feeling like I’m a better person when I’m in a relationship. The way that I explained it seemed to make sense to him, and he was kind of like, now that you put it that way, I have to agree with you. I don’t remember exactly how I said it, but it was something along the lines of the fact that I really like being someone’s support and security. I don’t know…I was a little tipsy.
It was a lovely dinner and a lovely talk . I told him I wanted to visit Dubai. He flies the A380 and Emirates is doing some equipment switching, so he won’t be flying back into town for the better part of a year, at least. But he’ll be flying other airports in the US, and also MILAN, which…yeah. I’m dreaming now. And I’m not sure why I’m even plotting out a situation where I’d be flying with him. Still, like I said, nice to dream about.
He drove me home and that was that. Really nice Friday night.
Saturday morning was COLD. An old friend from my past has recently gotten in touch with me, I guess to feel me out. We’ve been FB friends forever and he was part of the drinking buddy boys club I was in waaaay back when (late 1990s). He reached out on FB to see if I wanted to get together for coffee or a walk, so I asked him to meet me at the trailhead on Saturday AM. I know he’s gotten divorced - I’ve seen him on the dating apps, but I’m not interested in him. I just wanted to get together to talk and see how the gang is doing. There are a few members of the club who aren’t on Facebook and I’m curious about them. After all, we spent many, many, many nights together drinking and laughing our asses off.
Still, it was COLD, and I asked for a raincheck. He wants to walk on Tuesday and I will probably walk with [Athena] tomorrow night, so good - I’ll at least be getting my steps in on Mon and Tues!
The Bulldog called in the AM after my raincheck confirmation to see how my Friday night was and if I wanted to go to a gallery opening Saturday night. I’m always up for that kind of stuff, so I said yes (also because I had no other plans). He also asked me if I wanted to go to dinner, too. I knew exactly what was going to happen. Gallery, then dinner, then back to my place to “walk the dog”. Heh.
Of course, I had a phenomenal time with him. The gallery opening was quite interesting as it was a “members only” deal before opening to the public. He is friends with lots of folks in the local art world as many of them are clients of his. Anyway, he got on the list and we went kind of early before it got crowded and talked to some folks and that was nice.
The exhibits were on two sides of a large gallery, so we went to the side where he knew a lot of people and saw everything there was to see on that side, including some odd little films and such. We didn’t stay for a very long time, and we were talking about maybe going to dinner and coming back (not exactly sure why, but he seemed to want to do that for some reason), but then he changed his mind and kind of was like, welllll….do you want to go to the other side to see the other exhibit or just go? I was all, sure! Let’s go to the other side…
And WOW. The other part of the gallery was dedicated to…hm, how should I put this? Well, the title of the exhibit and the captions were all about Feminist Sexuality in Art or somesuch, but guys, this stuff was straight up PORN! It was giant paintings and close up photos of penetration as well as some 70s Playboy-looking stuff and some fetish photography. Then there were a group of paintings that looked like dick graffiti. It was quite fascinating, to say the least and it led to some interesting dinner discussion after we left.
Dinner was an absolute good time with the BD. We got there and had a little bit of a wait, so we went to the bar and he left to use the restroom so I ordered him a super nice glass of tequila (his favorite), and when he came back I could tell he was really happy about that. Conversation was bizarre and thought-provoking as it always is with him, and that’s really why I’ve always had a thing for this guy. He thinks so many things that I’ve never heard come out of another human’s mouth. I have always been and I know I will always be fascinated by him.
After dinner, we came back to my place and we did actually walk the dog! But then, of course, I have a nice bottle of tequila in my own bar and he wanted a nightcap…
What can I say, the sex rocks my world.
He actually spent the night. And more sex in the AM! But my dog sometimes gets in the way and she ruined things this morning, so we went to breakfast instead of finishing, really because we were still pretty tired from the night before anyway.
Breakfast with more thought-provoking conversation and then we bid each other goodbye for the day. Took a nap. Took the dog for a walk. Read the KonMari book (more on that later), ate leftovers. All in all a great weekend.
And now, must prep for the week ahead. I have a touch base tomorrow with a guy from a place I’ve wanted to work for years and years! I’m looking forward to talking with him during my lunchtime. I have a million things due as well. It’s going to be a hell of a day, I just know it.
So…time to wind down and wrap up this weekend. I’m off to sleep and maybe dream about true love.
XO,
GS
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