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Why did I agree to this?

I’ve been promising to do a happy hour on “this side” of town for awhile now for me and some of my nearby friends.  Some of which have still yet to see my “new” house, which I’ve been in for almost 2 years now.  So I agreed to host a happy hour tomorrow at my house.

My house is a WRECK.  I like to blame the 14-hour days I’ve been working, but it was a mess before that, too.  It’s just REALLY bad right now.  I should be running around cleaning, but I’m not.  I’ll try to leave work a little early tomorrow so I can come home and run the vacuum and swiffer the wood floors at least.  I predict everything else will get stuffed in a drawer or closet.

This isn’t the “usual” happy hour bunch.  It’s a few blunt, no BS, call-it-like-they-see it women.  Which is just part of what makes them fun.  I invited a few others, including Mexigoalie, Nala, and Rockstar.  And Curly.  So I get a message from him today indicating he might be a little late and leave a little early because of some messages 2 of these women have been sending him, in jest, but still.  Apparently they are trying to get him to “hook up” with one of them, who is in a long-term relationship.  And they flirt endlessly with him.  And he is sooo uncomfortable about it because A) they are both married in one sense or another and B) he’s not interested.  Of course, he’s too nice to just SAY that to them.

So, he asked if I would invite Mr & Mrs Dubya, too.  Since I’m pretty sure they aren’t going to the other happy hour thing in Ft Worth….which might as well be New Mexico it’s so far away!  Mrs Dubya is pregnant.  And half the group that will be here smokes.  Which means, out of respect for her and the baby, we’ll go outside to smoke.  I know it’s petty for me to say, but it is HOT outside and I still haven’t gotten an umbrella for my patio furniture.  Not sure if they are coming or not yet.  Anyway, the point is, it should definitely be an interesting mix of people.  I’m hoping for a drama-free night…we’ll see.

Oh.  And I get to go to Miss Hut’s bridal shower at 11am on Saturday.  I don’t get up by 11am on a normal Saturday, much less after having people over the night before.  I’ll have to set about 5 alarms to make sure I’m up early enough to run by Target and pick something up from her registry.

I finally finished the last season of QAF last weekend, too.  It rocked.  I cried.  I’ll miss those silly queers.

Anyway, nothing exciting or interesting to blog about….just checking in.  I’m still alive, but just barely. 

Happy New Year!

The Stars have had a winning tradition on NYE for years.  They even fought to get the schedule rearranged so they could play at home on New Year’s again this year.  Something magical always seemed to happen at each year’s game.  This was the first NYE game I ever got to attend.  My baby daddy scored two goals.

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It was the only two goals the Stars scored all night.  We lost  3-2.  Dammit.  Why the hell did my boys wait until the 3rd period to start playing to win??  Oh yeah, and it was our group’s declared green hair night. 

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We sat around on the patio, drinking appletinis and reflecting on the past year and what each of us had accomplished and learned in 2005.  We got a little emotional (I’m sure the alcohol helped) and talked about our friendships and relationships and stuff.  And then realized it was almost midnight so we ran back inside, grabbed the party hats and scrambled to find the countdown to the New Year on tv.

We found the channel just in time to catch the “3…..2…..1….” part.  I’m a dork and forgot the whole kissing thing that happens.  I’ve been home by myself on NYE the past 5 years.  So as we are all saying Happy New Year to each other, I give Nala a hug and he gave me a peck on the cheek.  The kissing thing still didn’t occur to me.  Then I go to give Curly a hug.  He was apparently going for a kiss and ended up with my cheek.  It wasn’t that I wouldn’t have kissed him, I just didn’t expect it.  And to make matters worse, I then kissed everyone else after that.  Everyone but Curly and Nala.  I hope he didn’t think I intentionally dodged him.

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>My faraway friend, I’ll call him Dr. Honeydew, called after midnight, on his drunken walk home.  So we passed the phone around and let everyone say hello and Happy New Year and stuff.  He’s an absolute doll and I love him to pieces.  I’ve alluded to him in here once before, but I won’t point it out now.  That’s a story for another day.

So, Curly is this guy that I’ve known for a year or two now.  He has short wavy hair, hence the Curly.  Tall.  Nice looking.  Incredibly dry wit.  Very quiet.  Introverted.  Very even-keeled.  He’s a great guy.  He really is.  And sometimes I think there is a potential relationship there.  Several of my friends insist that he’s into me.  I’m not so sure.  But the bigger question is, am I interested in him?  Sometimes yes.  Sometimes no.  I think maybe he’s too old for me.  I don’t necessarily mean in years, although he is about 8 years older.  What I mean is, he’s a lot more settled down.  A lot more laid back.  I don’t know if we’d like the same things, other than the Stars. 

Dr. Honeydew, who I can talk to about damn near anything, says that these are things you find out when you date someone.  And that I either want to date Curly or I don’t.  I, however, am of the opinion that I don’t want to cross that line of friendship to find out if I like him as something more.  Because it’s hard to backtrack from that and remain friends.  I think that, in spending more time with him as friends, I’ll learn more about which direction I am leaning and whether or not I really am interested in something more.  And if he is as well.  Dr. Honeydew says that is me being a chicken.

What say you?

Comments from old blog:Nilla – Jan 01, 06:  Which one is Curly?

I get really philosophical in themiddle of the night… I say, if you didn’t want to make the guy your soul partner, then, don’t push it. I personally don’t want to “settle” for someone. Yeah, he’s nice and I like him or whatever, but if there isn’t that pssion and connection then it’s just not there. I don’t think that kind of stuff grows from nothing.

SWF – Jan 01, 06:  Curly is the guy I’m hugging on my patio.

I know what you mean about not wanting to settle. Boy howdy, do I! There’s a spark there, I just think I’ve just become so overly cautious and guarded over the past few years that I am nit-picking every possible scenario and how it might play out.

Nilla – Jan 02, 06:  Yup, he’s pretty cute. And every time I see new pictures posted of you on here, I’m struck by how pretty you are! I don’t see why you’re trying to lose all that weight. I think you look fine!

 Laura – Jan 03, 06:  I think you should GO FOR IT with Curly :) I agree it would be scary, because when you cross over the friendship line it *IS* hard. And I know he’s mentioned things about certain attributes that are important to him in a woman that would be hard for anyone to live up to!! Like awesome credit scores and stuff. lmao But I think he is DEFINITELY into you. He’d be crazy not to be!! And I think he’s absolutely adorable. You definitely need to think about it, because of the friendship there. But I’d say it is definitely something worth thinking about!!!!

Daisy – Jan 03, 06:  Rats, Laura! I’d forgotten someone was reading that knows me in “real” life. LOL

And hey, I have an outstanding credit score! I’ve been more than responsible with my debt…I just have too much of it. 😛

Yes, he’s adorable. But I don’t know if we are compatible. I think we (all of us! lol) are a little too wild sometimes. I just don’t want it to be awkward. And if I’m wrong about it (on both sides), it could be.

Daisy – Jan 03, 06:  Oh, and Nilla. Thanks. But I have the benefit of only posting pics of me where I don’t have 5 chins or my gut rolls aren’t showing. 😛

Laura  – Jan 04, 06:  That’s okay….. your secret is safe with me! :)