Excerpts from a Diary

Dinner & a Movie

I have forsaken you, but I have returned, please accept me back into the fold.

I could not have been more off the mark. Of course in a few days I will probably be back here wailing about how unfair life is, and why, lord did I not see the evil lurking behind this man's eyes? But that is tomorrow and I can't even begin to worry about something that has not happened yet.

If you have been reading Man Mecca then you probably know that I have met someone new. I am really proud of my new relationship, and I really don't have anything to complain about but this is reality and I am who I am, so here we go.

I was just wondering to myself today, why I make my life more complicated than it has to be. I have invited my sister and her adorable 11 month old baby boy to stay at my apartment (the one that I share with three other people) while she makes up her mind about what she wants to do with her living arrangements. Cool!

Except this week my new "friend" and I were scheduled to have a wonderful dinner at home (by the way he is a sous chef! Hehee!) and with the guest we have residing in our living room and the guest that I have in my bedroom there was just no place for him and I to do him and I. It is a new apartment and although I have contributed the living room furniture I don't want to discecrate them with any hanky panky.

So there we were on the floor in the living room (we don't have a dining room set, I am not even going delve into why). He brings out the red wine that he has permitted to "breathe" for a few minutes. I don't get it, maybe in it is my immature palate that prevents me from savouring the many distinctive and supposedly delectable flavors blended together in my wine glass but it just tasted like warm, unsweeten sorrel to me and I could not get into the "body" and "color" of it.

He delivered a stunning salad (I can't even name all of the ingredients), there was chicken and vegetables and with my untrained eyes and tongue I could not even being to describe what he had done in my kitchen. But ooohmigosh! I was on my second glass of wine by the time we finished our main course and my head was mush...I did not know what wonders wine held.

Desert was fantastic and afterward with wine glasses and clothes strewn about we made love (still can't get over that phrase) on the floor in the living room. I was out like a light by 4am and when I opened my eyes this morning and rolled over there was definitely no reason to complain.

posted by Onika @ 11:52 AM