2002-03-11 | 5:47 p.m.
being where you are

so i just got back from a little trip to see a certain somebody what's come to mean a lot to me lately. the weekend was nothing short of marvelous.

when i left friday morning, it was in the 20s and snowing. we hadda sit in the plane for over an hour while they de-iced it and salted the runways. i drifted in and out of sleep the whole time because i was tired from hardly being able to sleep the night before. when i finally woke up in LA and emerged from the airport, it was so warm and beautiful. i started sneezing from being so happy and excited to be there (a quirk of mine that i have yet to be able to explain).

his roommate picked me up at the airport 'cause jeff haved a meeting. i knew it was her because, well, she’s under 5' tall, and when i saw a car coming that looked like no one was driving it that had the rearview mirror held on with rubber bands like jeff told me, well, what're the chances of there being 2 of that combo driving by the terminals at any given time? when i'd put my bags in her car and gotten in and we were driving away, she was still like, "hi, i'm sandra." it was so cute!

at jeff's house, i chatted with sandra and played with his kitties until he got home (my tummy turning somersaults the whole time). when he did get home and i saw him walk through the door... *sigh* jeff = sexy. then i getted the hug i'd been waiting for for months now... it was worth the wait.

for a while after that, as we went to get something to eat, i was all full of this awkward, exciting uncertainty about what to do which mostly consisted of wanting to hold his hand as we walked but not knowing if he wanted me to. ultimately, i didn't. i'm such a chicken.

after lunch, we decided to take a nap (he'd not slept well the night before, either). nobody tell jeff, but i didn't sleep a wink. how was i supposed to with him lying there next to me smelling so good and running his fingers through my hair? i have no idea how long it was we laid there until suddenly i found myself facing him and we both opened our eyes (i wonder if he noticed me admiring his mouth—it's beautiful), then just as suddenly, we were in the midst of the most amazing kiss i'd had to that point in my life.

i hope jeff doesn't mind the little kiss-and-tell there... and the rest of it just got better. i stand firmly by my claim that he is the sweetest boy in the whole world. and he's a good cook! he even humored me as i marveled at the flora of LA (constantly). being with him felt so comfortable... like i've been doing it for years. that doesn't happen to me very often; most people seem pretty foreign to me for a long time.

now that i'm back, there are still remnants of friday's snowfall along the streets, the plants are still all brown and bare, and there is still little around here for me to do. luckily it's sunny and warm (in the 50s), otherwise, i think i might've turned right back around and bought a ticket back to LA.

now i'm listening to a CD he made me, and it's sending me back to a couple days ago when he was sitting next to me singing this song in the car and how my mouth just tingled to lean over and kiss him.

and if i thought i didn't want to be here anymore before, well...