Sunday

WBB likes me more than he likes juice. He said if he had to choose between me and juice, he was willing to go thirsty for a while. This is big news because WBB really likes juice. He likes juice like Ashley likes juice and Ashley gasped like someone had dropped a baby on its head the last time she discovered we were out of juice. Being a girl, naturally I mentioned Valentines day but being me, I mentioned only that I wasn't interested in celebrating it. I really don't care for flowers and candy and lady gifts of that sort for any occasion. I knew I had turned the corner with the last contender when he bought me earrings-the year before he bought me a CD full of parody songs and it was spot-on awesome. I still have the CD. I gave the jade earrings away to a co-worker. I like gifts to be personal if they are given at all. I would rather have your time and no tangible gift than a box of chocolates to check a box. If WWB comes with flowers in hand today, I will be delighted. If we are dating this time next year and he comes with flowers in hand for Valentines, I'll be disappointed. He'd get far more mileage out of a heartfelt sticky note.

So my challenge today with WBB is to try to stay in the moment. He asks me every time we are together what I'm thinking and I always tell him nothing. I'm guessing he can tell I'm not wholly present. I also think I better understand why that question is irritating. The moment he asks me, my mind goes blank. The only thing I'm thinking is why does he wonder what I'm thinking.

But here's what I'm thinking WBB. I'm wishing that your touch was electric, that even holding my hand made me melt. It's not just physical attraction, it's feeling that someone touches you with affection. All that stuff people say about sex being part of a loving committed relationship, maybe that's just for girls but I can feel the difference and it makes me kind of sad. You're perfectly ok WBB and I think the feeling is mutual so until something better comes along or I leave Philly, whichever comes first, I guess I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Happy Valentines Day.