Sunday, April 26, 2009

Reading brings people together

I had a very busy weekend. It was filled with ballgames, friends popping in unexpectedly and lazing around outside enjoying the beautiful weather.
I read the book The Squire by my friend, Shawn Lane. Which I loved. (I am even thinking about reviewing it on goodreads) Those who love homoerotic romances The Squire is a must read! It's a very short story, but ohhh soooo fulfilling!

I have been thinking about EH's post about connecting with others. I know there are some that might be interested in how Jack and I read together. In some ways, we have always done it together. At first, it was a magazine article or maybe an interesting story in the newspaper. It has gradually worked itself up to books.
We literally read the book together. Most of the time it is out loud to one another, then we talk about what we just read. This takes time, but between the interesting conversation we have about the book, to usually being turned on by some of the things we have read, it works for us. There are days we read more than others. Depending on our mood. But, it does keep us connected and it helps us talk about more than the everyday humdrum of life.

There are times where we want to read different things, and that is okay too. Now he is reading a menage based book, (I hate menages) so I am reading what I want. BUT, we are still discussing what we read, so we stay connected.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Am I a Slacker or just Chicken?

Well, I didn't disappoint my co-workers today. I broke my "arrive early to work" streak and ended up showing up late. Again!
I don't know why I am late for everything. My partner says that I will be late for my own funeral. I am afraid he might be right.

Other than being late it was a pretty decent day today. My co-workers keep copying the song Car Wash and hiding it all in my cubicle. I think that is hilarious! So, I decided not to disappoint them and I keep humming it whenever I can.
When I told Jack this, he said, "Either all of you are really bored at work or you have too much time on you hands."

This got me to thinking.

How many people are unhappy at their jobs? I don't hate my job. I show up, (late) I do my work, socialize with my co-workers and go home. Do I love it? No. Do I like it? Depends on the day.

When I was young I wanted to be an artist. Why did I give up on that idea? Why do any of us stop following our dreams? Is it parental pressure, peer pressure or fear that makes some of us not pursue what we would love.

I admire people who do what they love. My friend, Shawn, loves to write. She is fabulous at what she does, and had enough faith in herself to follow her dream. I find that amazing. I envy her determination to do what she loves. That's just awesome!

Jack is another example of having a job he loves. He is an accountant, and he loves numbers. He enjoys going to work everyday and rarely has a negative attitude about his job in general. That fascinates me to some degree. I rarely go a day without bitching about

On a very positive note, we finished the book Bound by Deception by Ava March. Both Jack and I loved it. It's a historical homoerotic romance. We were excited to read it because there aren't that many gay romances written in that time period.
I loved her main characters, Oliver and Vincent. Between their obvious feelings for one another and the passionate sex they had, they fogged up our computer screen! Plus, the book ended on a positive note, (which I loved) and what's even better the sequel to their story is coming out next week. (I love that even more!)

There are many fabulous reviews on this book on the goodreads site. I encourage anyone who loves gay romances to check her book out.

Goodnight and Have Happy Dreams,


Monday, April 20, 2009

Holy Shit, I Have Followers?!

Today has been a good day. I wasn't late for work this morning which was a miracle within itself. I am always notoriously late on Mondays. But, for some odd reason, I woke up on time and was in a fabulous mood. This is a rare occasion for me, because I am so NOT a morning person. Especially a MONDAY morning person!

Yesterday, I had been communicating with my dear friend, Shawn Lane, and she had graciously told me about an upcoming book called Car Wash, that is about to be released. Needless to say, I am anxiously awaiting it's release, but for some damn reason the 70's song Car Wash by Rose Royce has stuck in my head. Of course, I have sang it all day long. It has driven my co-workers crazy! One of them tried to bribe me with M&M'S to stop, and quite frankly I found that insulting. For one thing I hate M&M'S (especially the plain ones...yuck!) and another, if she had been serious she knows that I am a skittles and starburst addict, so she could have offered those.

Needless to say, by the end of the day either my co-workers wanted to kill me or were singing it themselves! (Those who were old enough to remember the damn

It's not my fault. I am innocent. I blame everything on Shawn Lane!

Tonight we went to a late supper with Brent and Joshua. Even though it was a late night supper, the restaurant was filled. I was starving when we got there, but by the time we got our food I had somehow lost my appetite. We had a nice time, but suddenly I felt tired and I just wanted to go home. I wanted to change into my comfy flannel pants and old t-shirt and just relax. I think Jack must have felt the same way too, because we really didn't stay out long.

Funny though, once I got home I got a second wind, and here I am probably not making any sense whatsoever on this blog tonight, while Jack is out like a log dreaming of plain M&M's I am sure.

Holy shit, I can't believe I have 3 followers! That is so cool! I feel like a freakin' Rock Star! Woo Hoo!

We didn't get any reading done tonight. I told Jack we must read some tomorrow! It connects us somehow. I can't explain it, but it does. It's good to do things together.

Well, I must get my beauty sleep, or at least try too.

Goodnight Sweethearts,


Sunday, April 19, 2009

In the beginning...

Well, I gave into pressure and started my own blog. Why anyone would follow me, would be a mystery to me, but my life partner, Jack, thinks this will be a positive way to vent. Although, he has no blog, so WTF?!
Today, we had a last minute get together with family. Of course, I was being my manic self. It's hard to make sure things go smoothly and for everyone to be happy. I have somehow made this my responsibility, and through no fault of Jack's, he is always calm as a cucumber.
Jack is always that way. As I start wigging out, Jack starts getting calmer. He soothes me. Otherwise, I would be more high-strung than I
Anyway, the get together consisted of Jack's parents, his sister and her husband and their kids. We had fun playing Rock Band with our niece and nephew, of course they insisted I be the singer. Why I have no idea. I can't sing worth a shit, but I gave it my best. After a few cocktails, I am sure my performance out did any Mariah Carey concert!!!
Everything went well and we had fun. Jack's family has always opened their hearts to me. Even when it wasn't as accepted to be gay. I guess that is why Jack is the spectacular man he is.
Speaking of a spectacular man, I need to call it a night. Work tomorrow. That sucks!