In the Waiting

Saturday is getting so close. It's like I'm standing a foot from the flames, waiting to be engulfed. I hate this waiting part of the relationship.

I was getting so good at being lonely, gorging on raisenettes and Lifetime movies (thursday, 8pm, Come Early Morning), then all of a sudden I can toss the extra pillow off my bed because there will actually be a living, breathing, warm and pulsing body there. With a penis. I like to believe it's not all about sex.

Oh, but it is. I can't lie. And I think Poodle is getting alittle scared of my plans for him.

It won't only be Maya's kisses that I'll be looking forward to when I get home from work. I asked for next Friday off, and one of the girls from work was nice enough to work my weekend that Poodle is down here. I didn't even ask her to. She sent me a text message saying "I'll work your weekend for you." I sent one back that said "Thank You! You are Awesome!" She replied, "Just giving back all that you've done for me." I cried.

The number one thing that I can honestly say I'm the most excited about is going gorcery shopping with Poodle. He wants to make me his "famous" Diet Dr.Pepper floats. I miss those. I could make them myself, but it wouldn't be the same at all.