I haven't forgot

I have been so happy and on top of things that this blog has taken a back burner.

I haven't forgot. I have two different drafts saved, neither one I'm completely happy with.
There was so much that happened with the last six months of my life that one post doesn't seem to gist it even.

My guy and I are happy and I am happy without Mr. Lust. Mr. Lust might be the first man whom I completely and utterly misjudged. I was depressed when I met him and I think that led to my unhappiness and misinterpretation of his character.
After the break up and rebound and time alone, I'm happy once again.
I will write more.
Thank you to those who still have my blog in their queue.
-QSW

Birthday boy

Part two still is coming.... its kind of exhausting to sum up 6 months of my life here and there. ;)


"What did you get him for his birthday?"
"Pillows."
"What? Really?"
"Before you judge let me tell you that the first time he spent the night at my apartment, he went on and on non-stop about how my down-filled pillows were superior to his foam ones. Last night, he did the same thing and then commented about he needed to get down filled ones."
"Ah, I see now."
"Yea, I am nervous all the same about the gift, I don't know how he'll take it."
"I'm sure anything you give him he'll like."
"Damn, I should have gotten him a dvd."

Flash forward.

"So what did you get me for my birthday?"
"Who says I got you anything?"
"You did, two nights ago."
"Damn, Hold on."
I left and got the pillows, I had only tied a blue ribbon around them, wrapping pillows seems impossible.
"Here."
I handed him the pillows and simultaneously watched his reaction. He was surprised at first and them a huge smile crossed his face.
"The good pillows like your bed?"
I nodded.
"I went to Bed Bath and Beyond today..."
My heart sunk.
"...I went there to look to see how much they were and how much better sheets were."
"Oh?" I said only to keep the story going.
"I decided that I should get the sheets but not the pillows because they were like 40 to 50 bucks a pop and I decided I could do without them. Even if I really wanted them."
He looked up and smiled at me.
"I needed to waste 80 bucks on you for your birthday." I said and smiled back.
"I'm really glad you did."
"Me too."
"Did you talk to my mom about this?"
The question caught me off guard completely, "What, no?"
"Well she said she was getting me a new comforter and curtains for my birthday."

Apparently all minds think alike when it comes to the man I'm dating.

One year in the life of QSW.

Since we got the dog in June of last year, And it is/was August of this year.
I have one year to cover.

"Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up. Buttercup is marry' Humperdinck in a little less than half an hour. So all we have to do is get in, break up the wedding, steal the princess, make our escape... after I kill Count Rugen."

Mr. Lust and I continued.
Mr. Lust started getting more and more violent.
Mr. Lust doubled his work load and started watching his family's company lose profit all the same.
He started taking it out on me.
At first it was screaming and yelling over stupid things, like, "You said you would be home from work at this hour, and it was 30 minutes later," which would erupt into WWIII.
Then it was throwing things at walls.
Then it was throwing things at my direction.
Then it was throwing objects at the wall that I happened to be in (Aka, the recliner and me into the wall).
Then I got scared to leave him, or somehow I was always sucked back in.
Then finally, finally, he hit me in the back of the head and threw me down outside his house in front of a busy road. Cars slowed down to watch. I sobbed. And I finally woke up and grew the balls (pardon my French) to dump him and move out.
Two of my closest friends drove me to his house while he was at a baseball game, and we packed me and loaded up my friend's car in less than 30 minutes.
I got back to my apartment, which I hadn't really been in for a year, and unloaded it.
I think I shook the entire time.
There were a lot of nasty phone calls and texts after that from him, but thankfully it was pretty much over.

Part two coming soon...

Mr Lust to now.

What was the last thing you heard about Mr. Lust?
I forgot that some of you might still be reading this....

Boxers or briefs?

I'm half asleep when the bathroom door opens and the light hits my face.
I sit up, its my only hope of not making him late for work by trying to rouse me.
"What are you doing, baby?" he asks as his frame comes into the doorway blocking the light that was hitting my face.
"Sleeping, sitting up."
I half open one eye and see a very naked man standing in the doorway.
"Hmmm... " I say, half seeing him.
He opens a drawer, pulls out boxers and puts them on.
I enjoy watching this, only because the boxers look so little on him.

At 6'6" he is by far the tallest man I've dated, and with his wide shoulders and long legs the boxers seem ridiculous on him.

While I was trying to picture briefs on his frame, I hadn't noticed his attention was turned around back to me.
Suddenly my arms were full of wet man, and the wet man was laying on top of me laughing.
His laughter was infectious and I found myself laughing as well.
He started kissing my neck against my struggles to get him off of me.
"You are going to be late!"
"What's new?"
I half wondered how high up the food chain he was that he could be late to work so often.
Later as I was driving home, I received a text from a friend of mine asking what I was doing.
"Just got done seeing my 'lover.'"

I resorted to calling him that because at 37 years old, "boyfriend" seemed childish.

"Wow, you spent the entire weekend with him! It must be serious!"
I thought about the morning's escapades, "Yea, it must be," and I smiled to myself.

Did I do that?

"Good night baby."
I sighed and relaxed against him.
We had drank all evening and made love all night, finally we were both exhausted and ready to sleep.
Next morning his alarm went off and I awoke with a start.
Normally he kisses me and I roll over while he jumps in the shower. This morning he just jumped out of bed and ran to the shower.
"Odd," I thought.
I started thinking some more.
Suddenly I sat up and realized that I had said "I love you" to him over the course of the evening.
I paused, "Wait, that was a dream, Or was it."
I sat there for a long time pondering what had happened and a panic swept over me.
Shit, I couldn't remember.
I got dressed and got everything together ready to blot out the door.
It was a silly thing to do, as if telling a man I've been seeing for the past 3 months, "I love you" would make him kick me out the door the next morning.
Oddly, it was comforting anyway.
He came out of the shower completely naked and walked into the living room where I was.
"What on earth are you doing?"
"I couldn't sleep any longer."
"You could have laid in bed anyway."
I felt silly talking to a tall naked man while I was fully clothed but continued with, "What would that do?"
"It would save me time from getting you undressed again."
And with that he picked me up and carried me off to his bedroom again.
Later, as he was running significantly late, I readied myself again and stood waiting at the door.
He came into the room several times to kiss me and I kept shoving him away impatiently saying, "You are already late!"
I thought about what I had thought I had said.
"Did I say it then? Is that why he's acting this way? Maybe it was just a good night. Maybe I did dream it."
Maybe.
He kissed me long and hard before leaving a good 45 minutes late to work.

I guess I won't know for awhile what actually happened.

BTW...

With new things out there like Twitter, Facebook, and maybe even Myspace, it's easy to immediately post something you like, dislike, or fantasize about.

I'm posting one of each here.
For Twitter:
"By the way, my name is not babydoll, hun, sugar, or whatever male hormone induced nickname you want to call me. If you don't know my name, call me 'miss'"
For Facebook:
"Isn't my boyfriend sweet? He wouldn't take vitamins unless they were in gummy bear form."
For Myspace:
"Mmmm... I'd like chocolate covered ice cream right now..."