The Almost Perfect Sunday  

lissi888888 52F
1330 posts
9/7/2006 9:54 am

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9/19/2006 8:02 pm

The Almost Perfect Sunday

I call him before leaving. I woke him up but there's a smile in his voice. I head out. Happy. I find my way to the station and I make my train with my obsession in all it's delicious goodness beside me. I smile at the man coming down the stairs as he comments on my obsession. People are appreciative of it...it's not JUST me. (my obsession in this instance: cinnabon's pecanbon)

I get to my stop and debark the train. Let him know I'm here. He gives me options. I let him know I will meet him there. He opens the door in a towel. God he's sexy! He gives me a hug and kiss then finishes getting ready. As I sit I notice a hole in my sock. That's annoying, they're new. I have to pee...so I knock on the door. We have a giggle. We sit for a while at the comp. Doing things. I want to fix that sock. So I do that and then I fix his pocket. I like to sew. Help the nephew with his cake. It looks and smells great.

We play on the comp. The family arrives. Laughter and chat. They are good people. The alcohol arrives. We toast. We talk some more. We play a game. My sides hurt we laugh so much.

The young one, honey, and I go to pick up dinner. It's fun. We annoy the young one. It's our job. We do it well. Arrive home. A broken bottle means no more toasts. Dinner is wonderful as is the company. Dynamics ever changing. This is how they are. They are easy to accept. I can relate.

I need some time. I sit outside...a few tears for my own memories and of things that hit so close to home. When I'm done, I go inside and sit on the couch. I stroke his leg. The closeness helps to keep the tears at bay. Can't cry right now. It wouldn't be right. I massage his hands. Slowly laughter returns. Playing again. Crank calls...oh my! The evening winds down. We play on the comp. I massage and scratch and tickle his back. It makes me happy just to touch him, be near him.

I play on the comp for a while as he falls asleep to a movie. I wake him. It's time for bed. We kiss lingeringly and hug those warm soft hugs. *sigh* I could get lost in those kisses and never want those hugs to stop. We lay down. Me on his bed, he on the spare. The only thing more perfect after this lovely day...would be him holding me as we drift off to sleep. That will happen soon. I will dream of it often and experience it when I can. Yes, good things are to come. Very, very good things.





ZZ_Todd 59M

9/7/2006 1:28 pm

All good things come to those who wait... good people get good things


lissi888888 52F
1401 posts
9/7/2006 4:58 pm

    Quoting ZZ_Todd:
    All good things come to those who wait... good people get good things
Todd...why yes...yes they do *VBS*


countryheart_71 45F
8082 posts
9/7/2006 8:18 pm

I'm happy for ya!

~Country~


lissi888888 52F
1401 posts
9/11/2006 6:45 pm

    Quoting spunky11961:
    That was really sweet Lis But about those tears?
    ~spunky
spunky...yeah...that happens sometimes. - Lis


sherrie74 65F
112 posts
9/19/2006 7:10 pm

lis...wont be long ..... and then think..... your first Thanksgiving and Christmas together, and what a great one....together.


lissi888888 52F
1401 posts
9/19/2006 8:02 pm

    Quoting sherrie74:
    lis...wont be long ..... and then think..... your first Thanksgiving and Christmas together, and what a great one....together.
I know Sherrie...and my birthday together too. So way cool!!!! All these memories to make. It's exciting....and so much fun!!!!


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