Been a busy woman lately

Been way too busy to post lately.  Had to get a second job just to be able to make ends meet; this week is gonna be extremely tight as it is.  The computer repair work significantly reduced my hours and I had to go looking for another job in St. Augustine.

However, the days and hours that I spent with THE BOYFRIEND in between looking and working we wonderful. One small snag.  I've been moving slowly to St. Augustine, in between fixing my car and everything else that I had to do.  Friday, THE BOYFRIEND and I got a bunch of my stuff together, books, movies, etc.  He left them out on the back porch because he didn't have a key to get in.  When I got to St. Augustine, I went directly to his place and hung out and whatnot.  I asked him to come help me get my stuff inside the house.  At first, I said,

"Would you like to come with me?"
"Will you get mad if I don't?"
"I don't know.  I'll decide once I get there."
"Well, I am gonna be lazy."

I went to my car, took a look at all the stuff I had in it and decided that I did actually need his help.  Trekking back inside, I ask him for his help.

"Actually, I do want your help."
"Alright," he said kinda whiny.
"Let me finish my cigarette and I'll help you."
"Fine.  I'll go and you can meet me there."

 And ... I ended up doing it myself.  I actually kinda expected this to happen.  And got slightly pissed at him.  Two-three minutes after I got back to his house, that's when he decided to come help me.  I think he could tell that I was pissed at him.  He kept apologizing; and I finally explained that I kinda expected it, so I wasn't super pissed.  Kinda awkward for me after that; after that talk in Target.  But I got over it soon, and enjoyed the afternoon with him.  



Saturday, however, we went to the U.S. vs. Scotland Men's Friendly Soccer match.  AND IT FUCKING ROCKED!!!!  OMG!!  Three beautiful goal by Landon Donovan ( a hat trick), plus two more by other members of the team to make it 5 to 1 at the end of the match!!!!!  I told him at the beginning of the game that I might get "rowdy", he looked at me and smiled and said,

"Ok, that's all you are imbibing tonight."
"No, I'm not talking about being drunk.  I just really love soccer."

And I got rowdy, a sedate rowdy, but it was way more than I am like usually.  He later called it "exuberant".  And that he liked seeing me like that, really excited over a sports game.  THE BOYFRIEND spilled his beer TWICE on the people in front of him, both times in the last 45 minutes (aka the 2nd half).  We had really great cheap seats, thanks to me and my awesome ticket buying skills, right behind one of the goals, but not directly.  So we could see all the action of the game, and not tiny either.  I haven't had so much fun in my life since seeing the World Cup games in the bars of Paris, France.  THIS is definitely the game for me.  I don't get excited over any other sports event.  Wait til he sees me at a concert for a band that I really like.  Minds will be blown.

We got back to St. Augustine late.  He was dead tired, but not tired enough for a blow job apparently.  Yes, of course he was hard once we got into bed and cuddled up together.  And since he did buy me an $8.00 beer at the game, I felt as if I owed him this thing for himself.  A blowjob.  He fell right asleep; I, on the other hand, could NOT get to sleep.  I was way too cold.  No blankets, just a thin bed sheet to cover both of us.  I put on pj pants, a sweater and socks, and still fucking cold in that bed.  You would've thought squeezed together on his twin mattress we would've been just fine.  Nope!  I finally just put on Braveheart (chuckle) to get to sleep.

Sunday, we went to see W.A.L.L. -E as part of the PIXAR weekend at AMC.  Loved seeing it with him, loved being with him this weekend.  Don't know when we are gonna be able to do it again due to my fucking work schedule.  We came back to my place (in Jax), since there is a T.S. hitting the area tonight and he doesn't want to drive 40 minutes in the rain.  Honestly at this point, looking out my window, it doesn't look like much.  Just teensy bit of rain and a lot of wind.  Whatever.  We were able to have sex loud because no one else was home.  And I made meatloaf.  He doesn't have to be in to the station until 2a Monday, which means that he can actually get some sleep.  I think he finally fell asleep about 4p today.  So, he's probably going to wake up at midnight, maybe.  I gotta wake him up at midnight, just to be sure.

It was another really great weekend.

OOHHH, OH!  I almost forgot this.  So, we are trying to get back across the fucking river after the game Sat.  Tons of cars going slowly.  He opens up a knife, that one that his uncle gave him for his birthday, and makes to stab me with it in my thigh, trying to be funny of course.

"OH, FUCK NO," I said.  "If you stab me, I'd breakup with you right here and hobble my way home."
"You would break up with me if I stabbed you in the thigh?"
"Yeah!"
"Actually, yeah, that's a pretty great reason to break up with some one.  'What happened?'  He stabbed me in the thigh'."
"Yeah, and Lizi would come after you."
"Oh fuck.  'Why'd you stab her in the thigh?  She was perfect.'  'I know'."

We both laughed about it.  And then I snuggled closer to him and we kissed deeply while waiting for the car ahead of us to move.   Now, I'm waiting out the rain and importing all his songs from his cds.  Also, watching Bones S6 on Netflix.  I haven't seen it yet.  Got a lot of catching up to do, yes, I know.  Only on Ep 11 now.

OOOh, the rain picked up.  Going to be a nice, nice evening.  I hope the electricity doesn't go out.  Yes, I just knocked on wood.