another week has come and gone so I can embark on a new journey
wow... what's happened since the last time I wrote anything on here?
Quite a bit, actually... I spent all the time I could with Shellina this past week... We overslept when I stayed with her on Thursday morning and she was really upset... we really wanted to spend some quality time together and it just wasn't going to be possible because I had Jazz practice that afternoon and then had to go straight to work. So, we went shopping and I got some awesome new clothes from Express for Men... then she went to Jazz practice with me, but it was cancelled for some unknown reason, so we got to spend the rest of the day together after all! I love it how things just seem to work themselves out sometimes. We had a great afternoon together before I had to run to work, got her some really awesome shoes that she looks absolutely amazing in.
Friday we went to the Dr. Shock show. It was awesome! We enjoyed the music, we danced, acted like fools, made new friends, saw women in some really sexy outfits, and then went out dancing until I had to leave for work.
I had to work a half shift because someone was unable to work on Friday. I drove Shellina home to drop her off and go to work... but she wouldn't let me leave until I gave her a "proper farewell"... so after I showered, I headed off to work.
Saturday we were going to go to The End in Knoxville with our friend Carie, but Shellina had stepped on something and hurt her foot. She wasn't able to walk around very well, so we decided to stick around her place instead. I met her when she got off of work and we went out to eat and then to see Napoleon Dynamite. A very funny movie, although very weird. Everyone's been saying that the last line in the film made no sense, but they just missed something earlier in the movie. We got a very odd assortment of food (taquitos, vegetarian sausage links, cheese filled bread sticks, twist bread, broccoli and cheese, bagles and cream cheese) for dinner/breakfast and spent a quiet evening together until we went off to play....
Sunday morning she fed me fruit and bagles in bed before she left for work. I hung out with her roommates for a bit, then brought her and her co-workers pizza since they were working over that night. I spent the evening with my mom and our friend Brad... I showed them some weird movies and stuff that my brother and I had found online. My brother had gone to a party with a friend of ours and told us an AWESOME story about this chick our friend was trying to hook up with. He was laying in bed with her, thinking he was making progress towards getting some action... she just stopped responding to him, but her eyes were wide open and she was staring at him. All of a sudden she rolled onto her back and started sitting up and slamming herself back down into the mattress of the bed... he freaked out thinking she was possessed! Turns out she was having a seizure because she forgot to take her insulin. I'm not sure where that relationship is heading... Anyway, when Shellina got off of work, I joined her at her house and after we ate a little went off to bed.
Monday she got up and went to work, I slept in (having to work third) and when I woke up, hung out with her roommates for a bit. I really enjoy all of them. They're nice, fun, and very interesting to talk to. There was a big fiasco trying to get their new grill fired up so they could cook... at least they didn't burn the place down. Shellina and I went to dinner together to have a little alone time and talked about lots of different things, then I took her back to her car to drop her off so I could go to work. It doesn't matter what we do together, I just enjoy being with her so much.
Hmmm... I just can't explain how wonderful things have been with Shellina. I can't think of anything about her that upsets me, turns me off, or gives me any indication that I couldn't spend the rest of my life with her. After my divorce, I really didn't think I'd want to get married again for a long, long time. But she just does something to me... it scares me and at the same time excites me. It doesn't seem odd to think about where I want to go on vacation with her next year, what I'm going to get her for Christmas or on her next birthday, what kind of wedding we'll have...
wow... what's happened since the last time I wrote anything on here?
Quite a bit, actually... I spent all the time I could with Shellina this past week... We overslept when I stayed with her on Thursday morning and she was really upset... we really wanted to spend some quality time together and it just wasn't going to be possible because I had Jazz practice that afternoon and then had to go straight to work. So, we went shopping and I got some awesome new clothes from Express for Men... then she went to Jazz practice with me, but it was cancelled for some unknown reason, so we got to spend the rest of the day together after all! I love it how things just seem to work themselves out sometimes. We had a great afternoon together before I had to run to work, got her some really awesome shoes that she looks absolutely amazing in.
Friday we went to the Dr. Shock show. It was awesome! We enjoyed the music, we danced, acted like fools, made new friends, saw women in some really sexy outfits, and then went out dancing until I had to leave for work.
I had to work a half shift because someone was unable to work on Friday. I drove Shellina home to drop her off and go to work... but she wouldn't let me leave until I gave her a "proper farewell"... so after I showered, I headed off to work.
Saturday we were going to go to The End in Knoxville with our friend Carie, but Shellina had stepped on something and hurt her foot. She wasn't able to walk around very well, so we decided to stick around her place instead. I met her when she got off of work and we went out to eat and then to see Napoleon Dynamite. A very funny movie, although very weird. Everyone's been saying that the last line in the film made no sense, but they just missed something earlier in the movie. We got a very odd assortment of food (taquitos, vegetarian sausage links, cheese filled bread sticks, twist bread, broccoli and cheese, bagles and cream cheese) for dinner/breakfast and spent a quiet evening together until we went off to play....
Sunday morning she fed me fruit and bagles in bed before she left for work. I hung out with her roommates for a bit, then brought her and her co-workers pizza since they were working over that night. I spent the evening with my mom and our friend Brad... I showed them some weird movies and stuff that my brother and I had found online. My brother had gone to a party with a friend of ours and told us an AWESOME story about this chick our friend was trying to hook up with. He was laying in bed with her, thinking he was making progress towards getting some action... she just stopped responding to him, but her eyes were wide open and she was staring at him. All of a sudden she rolled onto her back and started sitting up and slamming herself back down into the mattress of the bed... he freaked out thinking she was possessed! Turns out she was having a seizure because she forgot to take her insulin. I'm not sure where that relationship is heading... Anyway, when Shellina got off of work, I joined her at her house and after we ate a little went off to bed.
Monday she got up and went to work, I slept in (having to work third) and when I woke up, hung out with her roommates for a bit. I really enjoy all of them. They're nice, fun, and very interesting to talk to. There was a big fiasco trying to get their new grill fired up so they could cook... at least they didn't burn the place down. Shellina and I went to dinner together to have a little alone time and talked about lots of different things, then I took her back to her car to drop her off so I could go to work. It doesn't matter what we do together, I just enjoy being with her so much.
Hmmm... I just can't explain how wonderful things have been with Shellina. I can't think of anything about her that upsets me, turns me off, or gives me any indication that I couldn't spend the rest of my life with her. After my divorce, I really didn't think I'd want to get married again for a long, long time. But she just does something to me... it scares me and at the same time excites me. It doesn't seem odd to think about where I want to go on vacation with her next year, what I'm going to get her for Christmas or on her next birthday, what kind of wedding we'll have...