Sorry For The Delay...
On Thursday it was much of the same. However, we took the Jitney over to the Borgata where we gambled some, ate dinner and went to the Gwen Stefani show. What a concert! I've never seen Gwen in concert but AIM is a HUGE fan. Now, I never asked about our seats but I did check online where I learned that the Event Center in the Borgata only has between 3,000 and 4,000 seats. The way I figured it, no seat is a bad seat in a venue that size. Imagine my surprise though when the usher made a left hand turn to our seats and brought us all the way to the 7th row! OH MY GOD!!!! She only performed from the Love, Angel, Music, Baby album (are they still called albums???) but it was phenomenal! We stood the entire time and I even shook my booty (a VERY rare thing for those of you that don't know me well)!
After the concert we took the Jitney back to the Sands, gambled, drank and then went upstairs. On Friday, after we got ourselves out of bed and packed, we went back to the Boardwalk for a little while and then headed out. We were not, I learned, heading straight home though. AIM's mom's best friend lives in New Jersey (I forget the name of the town but it's somewhere up near the George Washington Bridge). Anyway, he had made arrangements to meet her and her kids for dinner on Friday. He told me that he told them he was bringing his girlfriend! Woo-Hoo! Don't get me wrong, I had pretty much figured it out by then but it was really nice to hear him say it!
We spent a good four to five hours there and had a really nice time. Both his mom's friend and her daughter hugged me when we were leaving and told me to come back. I know people always say come back anytime but the way I see it, if they didn't like me enough to mean it they wouldn't have hugged me.
After we left there, AIM asked if I was tired and I told him that I was. He, on the other hand, was wide awake but asked if I would mind if we went out when we got back to his house because his friends were at the bar. No problem, I told him, I don't know how long I'll be good for but sure, we could go out.
A very interesting night it was. The bar's owner engaged me in an hours long conversation about his penis. Yes, you read that correctly. It was thoroughly entertaining. I do have to thank my lucky stars that he only talked and didn't offer to show. AIM heard bits and pieces of the conversation his friend was having with me and, being a gentleman, left me to fend for myself! Like I said though, at least it was entertaining!
We stayed for a few hours. He was surprised that I had as many drinks as I did (since I don't drink very much or very often). When we were leaving, the bartender gave me a big hug and kiss and told me to come back "because he speaks so highly of you."
At this point, I'd had quite a few drinks and was very tired so I stayed with AIM rather than attempting the 40-minute drive home. However, shortly after waking up the next morning I left. I figured, in part, that we'd had a good three days together so why jinx that by sticking around but also, we both had stuff to do at our respective homes.
Since then, things have been good. There have been moments when I've sort of freaked out (to my friends) about us but like I told one friend "when we're together everything is wonderful, it's when we're not together that I start to get a little freaky." In my last relationship, I spoke to the man every day between 1 and 3 times a day and saw him probably about 4 times a week. With AIM, we're talking sporadically. It's every few days at best, unless we catch each other online, and we see each other on either Friday or Saturday night most of the time. It's difficult to get used to but I'm working hard to manage because I really like this guy!
So, that's about it at the moment. I promise to try to catch up with my neglected blogger friends this weekend. I hope you all have a happy and safe holiday by the way!