Well, I think you've all been pretty patient in waiting for details about New Boy. And yes, I think it's time he earned himself a new name, though I don't know yet what it should be. I'm sure eventually, the perfect name will present itself.
He's wonderful. I mean really and truly, deep down to his soul wonderful. He's the epitome of a nice guy, but to me, that's not a bad thing - it's the best thing. Let me see if I can possibly help you all to understand what an amazing man this is:
He looks me in the eyes and says, "Have I told you today that you're beautiful?" And if he hasn't yet told me that day, he'll say, "You're beautiful."
When we're sitting on the couch together, he rubs my feet. Or my back. Or smooths back my hair. Or caresses my hand. All just to help me feel good.
After our first real date, he took me back to his place, played music, and danced barefoot with me in the living room. And he didn't interrupt the dance to try and make a move. He just let me enjoy the dance.
He remembers small things I tell him, like what foods I like, and uses them to make me happier, like by cooking me things I like.
When I got sick to my stomach and changed out of my skirt to be more comfortable, he hung it up on a hanger so it wouldn't wrinkle. Without being asked.
He took my hand when we were in the car and started showing me how to use the stick shift, because he knows I've never learned how to drive stick. Also without being asked.
And because he listened to me when I told him, he says things like, "I hope I show you _______ through my actions, but I know how important words are to you, so I want to tell you also."
It took me a couple weeks of seeing him to decide how I wanted to move forward in this relationship. I could have decided to keep my defenses up, like I did with Aussie Boy, and keep things somewhat casual to avoid being hurt. Or I could have decided to go in with an open mind - and an open heart - and see what would happen. The latter course was a big risk for someone with a heart like mine, a heart that loves wholly and completely, and without caution or attention to the dangers of less loving hearts. But it wouldn't have been fair to keep doing that forever; I needed to learn to open up again.
I can't think of anyone I would rather be learning with than New Boy.
I am long on staying, I am slow to leave,
Especially when it comes to you, my friend.
You have taught me to slow down and to prop up my feet -
It's the fine art of being who I am.
And I can't figure out why you want me around;
I'm not the smartest person I have ever met.
But somehow that doesn't matter,
No, it never really mattered to you at all.
And at the risk of wearing out my welcome,
At the risk of self-discovery,
I'll take every moment and every minute that you give me.
- Sara Groves, "Every Minute"
suspenders in for 2007 - Thank God you told us now, given 2007 is almost over.
famous person - misunderstood - Unlike all those famous people we know so well and understand completely, this one seems to perplex us.
matt lattanzi (gay) - His shocking tell-all interview at 11:00.
My sister teaches me - And by "teaches," I mean "beats."
period coming back during breastfeeding - Sneaky bastard.
contest is ongoing - Contestants are hungry and disoriented, and most have forgotten what the contest even is, but they are pressing on regardless.
alice wonderland crying - Voyeuristic vultures lurk in branches above, watching the emotional turmoil unfold.
unreasonable expectations on the job - Bosses finally begin to reconsider as the frequency of death threats increases.
why women's feet don't smell - Tune in at 10:00 for the answer to one of life's greatest mysteries.
Looking for Me?
blogspot Lara mother - Oh, if you're looking for my mother, you can read all about here here. And you can see some nice pictures of her here.
lara blogger - I am Lara. And I am a blogger. So good job finding me!
lara education life ongoing - You were so close to remembering the blog's title, weren't you?
lara's blog you might just learn something - It's true. For example, you might learn that there are a lot of crazy people out there using Google without supervision.
raging bitch - No, no, no. You want my roommate. (Totally kidding, by the way. Mostly.)
Birthdays on the Brain
birthday wish to some1 in mail - Send a card, dumbass. Although, with all that time you saved by typing "some1" instead of "someone," maybe you could go wish your friend a happy birthday in person.
how to wish for a 18 year old birthday - Are you wishing to be 18 again? Or are you wishing for an 18-year-old? They're very different things...
send card to say thanks for my birthday - Well, if you want to say thanks for your birthday, I guess you should send the card to your mom and/or dad. I mean, they had the most to do with making sure you had one.
blog alone on my birthday - Sounds like kind of a sad birthday. At the very least, blog with a friend or something.
happy birthday wishings to a lover - "Happy birthday! Let's have sex."
For those in America, enjoy the holiday tomorrow! For everyone who has to go to work, allow me to take a moment to laugh at your expense: Ha ha ha!
Okay, I'm done.