Of Mice and Men

Some titles of my blog posts are boring; some are simply explanatory; others, like this one, are insanely clever (if I do say so myself!).

We'll start with the mice (since it's first in the phrase, of course). Apparently, I had a new friend living with me, an uninvited one, of course, seeing as I am not fond of roommates in any shape or form. How do I know this lovely state of affairs? A Valentine's Day cookie, no less. For several nights, more and more of my rather large cookie was devoured by said creature, and I was completely disgusted. At least I didn't do the jiggy dance that Lizard did when I pointed it out to him. Thank goodness the exterminator finally came to put out some poison to rid my beautiful little apartment of these repulsive rodents. Not in time to save the cookie, though, I'm afraid.

And I do so believe you are LONG overdue for an update on the other animals in my life. Following the fourth date with the teacher, I have not heard hide nor hare (ok, ok, work with me here - this is FUN!) from him. And, truthfully, though I do indeed miss the intellectual conversation and insight, I can't say I'm altogether saddened by it.

As for Lizard...there have been so many incredible moments together, and I always find myself wanting more with him - more of his time, more of his touch, more of his smile. The time between visits has become increasingly shorter, rather than longer. The moments of tenderness have become more frequent, rather than less. The passion has erupted, rather than waned. The laughs have multiplied, rather than subsided.

He is patient with my insecurities and more forthcoming with his fears. Instead of balking at my acknowledgment of wanting a boyfriend, he only compliments me on my honesty and admires that I am so sure of what I want. And when I say that I know he likes me but I'm not sure he likes me enough, he says he does...like me enough, that is. Though it goes against every cell in my body (see my reflection), I am relishing in the most important lesson my Caribbean boyfriend taught me - to appreciate every moment of every day - for our dancing, well our dancing is exceptionally beautiful and intimate in a way I am only now learning how to experience.