Tuesday, April 1, 2008

The Breaking Of The Fast

Do you believe in love at first sight?

I never have before. But then I met someone yesterday.

It was out of a movie... a random meeting which turned into coffee, which turned into an afternoon strolling around the city, oblivious to the cold and the wet, which turned into dinner, which turned into shared bottles of wine, lingering over dessert (yes, I actually had dessert!), which turned into... well... let's put it this way, I was glad I washed my linens this weekend, and I will have to do so again, at least when my bed is no longer occupied by someone who looks angelic and vulnerable and beautiful in his sleep.

While I'm vaguely aware that the sky is overcast today, in my world this morning, the sun is out, the sky is blue blue blue and the birds are singing.

The fast is over. And thoughts of throwing up a little in my mouth? Never crossed my mind. I'm not even humming Bach. I'm humming Sheena Easton's For Your Eyes Only.

Off now to the deli where I can get supplies to wake up a certain someone with breakfast in bed.

4 comments:

IC said...

omg! who is this guy!??? are you 'safe'????

C-Belle said...

The safest kind of sex. No need to worry!

Robespierre said...

Well, since you have already gone straight to Criterion #3, you will now have to work your way backward to Criteria 1 and 2 to see if it is time to arrange your own marriage.

I thought something was going on with your lack of posting, but THIS?!?!!? Wow. More shocking than your love of McDonald's breakfast.

Robespierre said...

C-Belle goes from manfasting to manfeasting in 12 hours. Who knew?