Working for the Weekend

Hi world! Hope today was good to you?

I don't even remember most of it. That's how busy it is. Do remember several things:

1-talking to my wonderful, absolute rock solid pal Jer this a.m. (he called before I left for work to yak and make sure I got up)
2-talking to my also awesome rock solid and very gifted brainiac pal Pauly when I got into work
3-going to a b d lunch with my years long pal D (talking about our Cuba trip from 2003)
4-having zany e mails from Z (a new pal who is just as excellent, spirited, artsy and wonderful as they come)

oh yah I did some work too.

Someone asked me to handle an issue for them. I did, and went to tell them just before 4:00 what the status was. Not only were THEY gone, so was everyone else! I was totally alone. OK bailed too. That was funny.

Did get to talk to some work buds I hadn't heard from in 10 years. That was cool, since we 're both dealing with the same issues.

Also heard from other good folk mostly about work but with me it's always personal too.

Mom back from her testing at the Civic. She's doing OK. Jer's coming to dinner with us on Sunday (bless your heart Jer and thank you from the bottom of my heart). Mom is in love with Jer. So is my cat for that matter. Me too in a different way (do I EVER do things the normal way? No. I could kick myself but that's another matter).

Hey got a compliment from M about my French! I'm too shy to speak it around him. THat's his first language and for some reason if I can't speak perfectly around him I don't want to do it at all. Isn't that stupid? Am trying to get away from that mindset but no luck so far. Still sick poor man but sounded better by end of day.

And his brain is so fertile. I'm an idiot next to him. Well, we can't all be Ms. Thank God for that. There are only so many gorgeous, well mannered, smart, funny, sexy men that this world can hold.

I have tried over many days and months to convince myself that all I feel for that man is friendship. It's official, here and now, I love him. Have since I got to know him and I may as well face it I always will. It takes a whole lot to get through the many walls I've built but once that happens it's forever. There are a fair number of people who say that, but my love life history backs this one up. Lots of dates, 3 loves. One ended with his passing out of this life, another is still there (we are pals now), third is M. I can't believe that the guy I used to believe was a jerk is someone I'd do anything for but that's the way it is. Hard as I've tried to change it and convince you guys and me that it's otherwise.

I love his face, love his voice, hair, smile, eyes, mind, thoughts. Could talk to him about anything, have told him things I've never told anyone in my life. I wouldn't care if his job was emptying the trash or working at Burger King. Wouldn't care what he looks like, what he does, as long as he is him.

Oh man this must read like pure saccharine. I'll stop for your sakes.

But I love that man to death. To the ends of the earth, to the bottom of my heart and depths of my soul. Even with Miss Universe.

I love you, M. You're in my blood.