Monday, January 12, 2004
GREAT WEEKEND
Yes, people. He cooks, too. Mmm-hmm. That's right. Saturday night he made the most sumptious pot roast, while I lounged in front of the TV, grading papers. The pot roast had some delicious veggies on the side- carrots, mostly; steamed, as I prefer them. I don't dare mention what was on the menu for dessert, but suffice it to say I went back for seconds.
Last night we grilled hamburgers on the back patio- once again, my pallette was tickled in the most delectable way. On the side we had chips to dip in the most interesting dip- which he made from scratch. I have indeed struck gold. Perhaps the best part of it all was the conversation. He talked while he grilled, and poured out his heart about frustrations he was having with the band, the band members, the promotions, the tendency to be taken advantage of because he volunteers to pay for band costs, while others shy away... I felt bad that there was nothing I could do. I hope my listening skills compensated sufficiently.
As a side note, one of the most useful thing I have observed about him is that he will runs errands for me without complaint. I gave him the task of returning three library books today, since I won't be on that side of town again until after the library closes. It was important for him to drop them off, lest they be marked late and I be fined. He assured me that it would be done and that was that. I have never- no, not once- been able to delegate or entrust any guy I am dating with such menial tasks. I'm not sure if that says something about me or something about the kinds of guys I date- or both. Either way, my feelings of contenment continue to reign supreme in the quiet recesses of my mind and heart.
...and you?
Yes, people. He cooks, too. Mmm-hmm. That's right. Saturday night he made the most sumptious pot roast, while I lounged in front of the TV, grading papers. The pot roast had some delicious veggies on the side- carrots, mostly; steamed, as I prefer them. I don't dare mention what was on the menu for dessert, but suffice it to say I went back for seconds.
Last night we grilled hamburgers on the back patio- once again, my pallette was tickled in the most delectable way. On the side we had chips to dip in the most interesting dip- which he made from scratch. I have indeed struck gold. Perhaps the best part of it all was the conversation. He talked while he grilled, and poured out his heart about frustrations he was having with the band, the band members, the promotions, the tendency to be taken advantage of because he volunteers to pay for band costs, while others shy away... I felt bad that there was nothing I could do. I hope my listening skills compensated sufficiently.
As a side note, one of the most useful thing I have observed about him is that he will runs errands for me without complaint. I gave him the task of returning three library books today, since I won't be on that side of town again until after the library closes. It was important for him to drop them off, lest they be marked late and I be fined. He assured me that it would be done and that was that. I have never- no, not once- been able to delegate or entrust any guy I am dating with such menial tasks. I'm not sure if that says something about me or something about the kinds of guys I date- or both. Either way, my feelings of contenment continue to reign supreme in the quiet recesses of my mind and heart.
...and you?
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