golf naps

The Pea is with her daddy this weekend. I am being lazy and watching golf. I had planned on it raining all weekend and since it isn't I feel guilty about lolling on the couch instead of being outside, but I have yet to get my ass up and do anything about it. I should go for a run, I should go to the driving range and hit balls, I should clean my garage. Shoulda, woulda, coulda...oh well.

Had a date last night with Philly...a real date, not a nondate date. We got dressed up, I wore my purple shoes, we went out to a nice restaurant, ordered a bottle of wine, talked, laughed...it was great. I don't think we realized how cozy we were getting until the owner came over and said "look at you two, all steamy, you are fogging up my windows!" it wasn't ACTUALLY us that was doing it, little thing called humidity, but when she said it we both looked at each other wide eyed, and I for one thought "oh, huh...maybe so." Things are easy with him, easy and fun and nice...he is ridiculously good looking (he looks like Bradley Cooper and I think we all know how I feel about Bradley Cooper) he is smart, he is funny, and most importantly HE LIKES ME. He likes me, AND here's the kicker, HE IS AVAILABLE. He actually makes time for me, calls to check on me, wants to share his life and himself with me. He is EVERYTHING I think I want, and I can feel myself holding back.

I don't know if I am holding back because I think he is too good to be true and I am waiting for him to introduce me to his cats or something, or I'm scared of getting hurt, or if I am still not (despite thinking I am and wanting to be) ready for a relationship. I think I need to stop thinking.

I am gonna stop thinking and go nap...Saturday afternoon naps on the couch with golf on the tv...ahhh, now that I KNOW I am ready for.