Whew. What a weekend. I can't remember when the last time was I felt so alive!
Friday, 'Reba' (net pet name for rebounder I've chosen

) and I went to out for dinner and saw the movie Gran Torino then drinks afterward. I got off to a slow start - cursed myself with this 'be yourself' bullshit. Containing anxiousness isn't necessarily my strong suit.
It was a very intimidating first several hours. Of course, movie time was a great time to score points because I couldn't talk. I carefully tested progression with polite hand placements - not in abundance, nor groping or improper, just little 'hi, I'm here' touches. I'm happy the first one was well received, otherwise I would have abandoned that strategy. I think the lifting her hair, gently passing it under my nose and quietly 'mmm'ing was the clincher
Well, I never made it home Friday

Saturday we woke up and had coffee. We discussed going snowmobiling. We rode for a couple hours to At this point things are pretty well established. I challenged myself to dare doing something I probably shouldn't. I was hinging on the 'smothering aspect' but I did ask Reba if she'd like to keep the weekend alive by going out tonight, too.
Reba accompanied me to my parents combined birthday dinner Saturday night. My BIL and sis were bragging about Super Bowl ticket packages they were signed up for incase Pittsburgh won last night, when sis blurted out they had tickets to AFL championship game in Pittsburgh for last night.
I think I said something to the affect 'well bundle up good' when sis replied they weren't going. My jaw hit the table with a "WHY??" My BIL said he didn't want to go alone. My sis had already committed her Sunday to go stay with my triplet nieces in Harrisburg and the tickets were comped by Catepillar Equipment where my BIL's coal company buys several million dollars a year on machinery so they fell onto them with no warning.
"Did you wanna go in my place?" omfg, my sis brought music to my ears with that question! "Hell YES" I wanna go - and did. Never in my life in the 150-some concerts I've been to has an event like last nights' football game sent sheer energy through my body. Yes, it was better than rebounder sex. Sick, I know.
Welp, I got about a foot of neglect sitting in my driveway that needs shoveled. It was a pretty brutal weekend up here that way but looking back, I don't remember feeling the burden of the cold or snow. My mind, heart and soul was running in 80 degrees all weekend.
*back to earth*
btw, today is doctor day which means weigh in. I'll let ya know.