Damn

This is harder than I thought

Who knew, eh?

Free falling?

I has it :)

Damn

Of sick, and sin

Before we begin, here is one for the rodents, McCain, (I am still not convinced that he isn't one of them, rodents not aliens - check it out, you will see what I mean) - and for that speshul humans that keeps me awake, amused, amazed, and reminded me that 'Him over there' had competition, proximilitiestitis notwithstanding. This one is for you - cos you gets me, and you gets it.



I have an absolutely annoying habit of cracking my knuckles. It sometimes hurts - but this time, it is hurting a whole lot more. I think I have done permanent damage to my middle right finger. Which, as it happens, would be a problem if I was right handed .. because, well.. I would probably not be 'giving you the finger' now for having your mind in gutter mode.

That out of the way, The Gorgeous One thinks that 'we' should start going to church - he does, oh and volunteers in a shelter on Saturdays too. We were both born Catholic, he is no longer a practising one, I am an equal opportunity non-religious spiritual human being thing eee. His reasoning: that I should have an avenue - 'other than going to church in bed', which as a matter of fact I do - all I have to do is have a book in bed on a Sunday at 1100hrs and we are good to go, I even sing along sometimes - to confess my sins. LOL talk about a non-practising Catholic pulling the guilt trip thingy about hell and damnation on you for good measure.

My answer: I do not sin what I cannot explain
Well, to Him above anyway- which is all that counts

Then he (the gorgeous one) made me 'see' the error of my ways

I am supposing that confession is loooooonnnnng overdue.

*Starts looking for a rosary - which, as it happens, there is none - this is gonna take a while*

Incoming (should that be two words, or one?)

Conversation goes like this:

G: You have a visitor
Him: Whom
G: That one walking on the wall (pointing at indeterminate insect)
H: That is nothing, there is a snake in the back garden



Did the man just say the S word - seriously?
Self walks all over the flat, sorry, crib, house, something, looking for the snake. He just laughs and says that they will not bite you. Snake, sorry for being hilariously paranoid but I am nowhere near agreeing to spend any inordinate amount of time and/or space, with a serpent. Not that one anyway.

Like I said, there must be something wrong with the man - he is not afraid of snakes.

I do not know what this jungle that is called America cropped from, but this is the most I have seen of 'wildlife' - as I call it - even growing up in Kenya is nothing by comparison.

How do you explain the 'wild turkey' that has five chicks, that walks around twice a day- for lunch, and or dinner.
Or the massive amount of squirrels, including the tiny cute brown one - that do everything including walk into your house if you leave the door open.
Or the amount of 'hares - er .. rabbits - them things - that are permanently running around in perfectly 'decent' neighbourhoods. We are closer to having rabbit stew than you think.
Or that thing that I saw that had me calling my sister going: There is a huge rodent, the size of a cat, walking around outside here. It is so funny. She asks what it is, and I am like: I don't know, but it sure as hell doesnt look tame to me.
Or that possum that I saw, and tried to talk to, and then chickened out. Where is google when you need it?
Or the Skunk - seriously!
Or the ants
And insects
And roaches - come on people, clean up will ya?
Or the little 'rat' that Brother in Law killed sometime back - I am still looking around for more.
Or the 'domesticated' dogs that adopt me at every turn - even in cars.
Or even the people, damn the people.


I love animals, all of them, but not with my dinner (unless they are dinner), and no, Snakes, not today Sir! Snakes eat rodents, and I love rodents, so it is only natural to not like snakes.

It really is a jungle out here.

This is big

I have a distinct feeling that I am tumbling into this - albeit with my eyes open - but lets just say that I feel like it is happening for the very first time.

It is even more disconcertingly delicious to think that I would have had it pass me by, literally, if the first instinct to smile politely and say 'Thanks, but I'm not interested', was what I went with, but I would have missed out on the most amazingly delicious person on the planet - which is to say that I can always correct my incredible instincts sometimes.

I remember thinking: 'Someone that looks like that, sounds like that, has a smile like that, well, they probably walk around picking up gals left right and centre'. I am not in the mind frame of dating anyone at the moment, even though spring cleaning came and went. But after he asked me, politely so, whether he can call me sometime and we could do something fun, I thought why not, I mean if he is an arse, then at least I will find out soon enough, and might actually enjoy myself while doing it.

And when we did meet up, it was fun. I am still amazed at how great he is, how polite, how he does everything he says he will do. How much of a gentleman he is. How he will not even so much as put a hand on my person without asking first. And he is absolutely gorgeous - and he never tires of telling how absolutely gorgeous I am. The connection was instant - on both sides. ~The chemistry is great. I am even finding myself wondering how it would feel to *goes into gutter mode here* - but I am finding it very easy to just wait. I loove talking to him, all the time, I cannot get enough of his voice, how sexy it is, how sexy he is, how it is so easy to talk to him, how he uses the littlest excuse to pull me to him and kiss me - or hug me. I even had to ask him whether there is something 'wrong' with him, and he chuckled and said he is not perfect - well, if it is perfection I am after, he comes a close second.

Do I sound nauseating enough?
I am.

I did not know people like him existed - or maybe it is because I get rather bored with people that I date - because they were never the right people to begin with - so I find it easy to find an excuse to call it quits and move on - or away, or both. But this time, I feel that I am ready to put the work in, and learn and do stuff together. It is gonna be interesting. I am trying to keep this under wraps until I know more - but damn, its hard to hide the stupid grin I have on my face whenever I am thinking about him, and the bloody butterflies that have taken residence in my tummy - and make their presence known constantly. Or that feeling I have on the left side of my chest under my breast, I think it is called a heart, that keeps dancing crazily whenever the phone rings and I see his name.

It is not hard to fall, when you float like a bloody cannonball.

This is big.

WOW

In other less nauseating news, Football (and yes, if anyone else tell me: Oh you are watching soccer? I am going to cause Grevious bodily harm, even though I have to find someone else to do it for me)? is taking over my spare time. I am recruiting lots of people to watch it with me. Don't you love that all the usual suspects are being kicked out? Nice.

Speaking of Nice, the blasted Celtics won. It took me about the last two or so weeks to get into basketball, thanks in part to my crazy siblings, but within those two weeks, I was crazily camped at the TV every other day, shouting at it. D claims that I have turned into a sports nut, I totally agree. I am so happy for the guys that they won, and did anybody see the stupid way Kobe was gloating on the press conference the previous day. You deserved to lose, sucker. (See what I mean, I am even watching press conferences). Now, to buy a green and white jersey with, oh I don't know - Ray or KG - it is hard to choose. I am in love.

Time to go over and spend time with the gorgeous-est man on the planet.

AOB: Happy 6months birthday to the cutest littlest human being on the planet - Cutified. Oh how you have grown. And he can say 'Hai' when you say: Hai Baby. And laughs at you when you either speak to him in Kikuyu, or call him by his Kikuyu name. Oh, and he can talk on the phone too - only doesnt know when to talk, more like listen and then when the phone is taken away, he starts talking. Cute.

Did I mention that I am in Love - there goes my other reason.

Over and Out

Spring Cleaning ....

Is done.

Bloody hell it is, I wish I could say what that entails.
Only that if I knew then, what I know now
It wouldn't have taken this long
And, and, and, and
Oh WOW!

A..MA.ZI.NG...
And I want the iPhone too
(Walks away singing: There ain't no bugs on me :))