Hi Girls! I think I jinxed myself in that last post on the other thread when I said things should be slowing down around here. Geez Louise, it seems like I never stop!
So, the Irishman.
He flew in last Friday, Dec 9. After several hours of delays due to Midway being closed and the snow storm in Chicago that headed directly to Toronto (we were thinking it was a sign by the end!), I finally made it to the airport, waited over an hour and a half while his plane sat on the runway...talk about torture! Finally, passengers started coming in. I was standing with a crowd of people and when he came up the ramp, he spotted me right away. I started walking over toward him, and he just stopped, set down his suitcase and his jacket, and stood there with his arms open. Of course, I cried. Nine years I waited for that moment, and it is one I'll never forget. It was like time stood still for us. I walked into his arms, and I think it was then that my heart started beating again! I can't explain the emotions at that time, so I'm not even going to try...it was the best hug ever.
There was no awkwardness at all. It was like we had always been together. We had lunch and marvelled at sitting across a table from each other, then we checked him into his hotel (he has allergies and I have cats), picked up coffee and wandered the mall a bit, the four of us (DH, DD, and the two of us) had dinner together Friday evening, then back to our place for a couple of hours. Saturday was ours to hang out on our own. (I must say, DH was very gracious about the whole thing. We discussed it all beforehand.) So Saturday we lingered over coffee, then just hung out for the afternoon. I didn't want to plan every moment of his visit and then feel like we were too busy...he came here to relax, after all. He taught me to play gin...I was never a card player. We headed for Toronto around 4pm, traffic being so unpredictable around here. We had tickets for a murder mystery dinner at 6pm. We were there by 5:30, and figured we would just go to the bar and wait, but the sign outside said it started at 7pm...our tickets said 6pm. It was freezing cold and the door was locked, so we wandered down the block to a little jazz bar and went in for a couple of drinks. It was so nice...great music, great wine, the place wasn't busy and was all lit with candles. We had a pretty deep conversation and just enjoyed being together finally. Back out into the cold, we walked to the murder mystery thing. It was pretty bad...but we laughed about it. Took us almost two hours to get home from Toronto in traffic, and then we sat and talked until 1:30am. Sunday morning the four of us went out for breakfast, then I took him to the airport at 10am.
The weekend went by SO fast. I was just dreading saying goodbye to him. I sat with him for almost an hour before he had to go through security...I thought I was doing pretty good, and when we finally walked down to the security gates and had our final hug, he pulled away and said he had to go before HE started crying....which got me crying...what a pair of saps we are.
He is such a wonderful man in person. His parents certainly taught him well....opened EVERY door, wouldn't let me pay for anything, not even a coffee!, took my arm while we walked, made sure he was there if there was any ice or snow I had to walk through, took my hand while we walked through crowds...there aren't many like that left! He is just as handsome in person if not more so.
After such a great weekend, waking up to the normal work week routine was REALLY hard. The first couple of days I was really down. So hard to not have him here after spending a few days with him. He was going through the same thing. I didn't think it was possible, but we are even closer after his visit. The plan is for me to go there in May to meet all of his family and see him again. 22 weeks to go.
I know most people, and possibly even some of you can't understand how I can be so close to another man and be married. He and I have a very unique and special relationship, and thankfully we have spouses that support it. There is nothing secretive about our relationship. I just know that I am truly blessed to have him in my life.
I do have a couple of pictures, but I won't post them publicly. He is kind of high profile in his job, and I respect his privacy. If anyone wants to see, PM me and I'll give you a link.
So, now that I've written a book...quick diet update...I have lost 11 more pounds since the beginning of November. I am down a full size....had to buy pants for work because all of mine are too big.
I think I better hit post before I lose all this. This is definitely a Me-Me-Me post! I'll be back to catch up with everyone.
Amarantha2 , 12-16-2005 10:41 AM
you've only had nine pieces o' fudge in three days ... how 'bout FIVE Take Five bars in a DAY (which is what I did today instead of sleepin' as I was instructed by the medical profession ... I had to go to work the beat). Anyhow, it's the same syndrome ... in the other realm, I posted "We are twins" ... yep, it's the same syndrome ... a little sugar, a lot o' sugar ... I HATE IT, TOO, E! It is a DEMON ... but now this end-o'-year jumpin' off place is here and we can jump right back on the ol' wagon 'cause our bods KNOW how good it feels to be sugar free ... so let's get back there and do 'er!
Then wine with dinner...
) Will meditate soon. And rest. Just going to cozy in for the evening -- two freakin' more parties tomorrow -- why can't they just leave us alone! 
My bed is much higher now and my bones much older! 
Hello everyone!
These European men are really charming with their good manners, aren't they? Are you sure your DH is not a bit jealous? I know I would be (if I would be a man, that is, 
