Bird As Fish

So Dale and I talked to each other, and believe it or not, he apologized, and sincerely. He said that it was his fault, and that he wished it hadn't happened. He wished he hadn't been so stupid. But he reminded me that every other time we had been together we'd had so much fun [totally true - lots of laughing and good feeling all around], and asked me if I'd give him a second chance. I was totally blown away by his honesty and his humility. He actually admitted he was wrong, instead of trying to deflect it and saying that somehow it was my fault, or it was less his fault. So blown away was I by his apology that I said I would give him a second chance.

So we went to his apartment to make a nice dinner. He teased me the whole time about being a little housewife and about how I should do all the dishes when we were done. We made cheesy garlic mashed potatoes, mmm, and teriyaki pork loins [no fat, no bone, grilled to perfection], and I can't even describe to you how much fun it was, being that there was no real reason that I can put my finger on. I made sure the table was all set, nicely, and made a big deal about how it should be set symetrically, and how we needed the red pickled jalapeno peppers on the plate at exactly the right spot, to add that nice coloured touch.

Then we turned the lights down low, and put a little white candle on the table as the centrepiece. Altogether, very romantic. He said, "Well, now that I can't see my dinner, let's eat." He's quite a funny guy, and entirely too adorable when he smiles. He has these little wrinkles by his eyes that scrunch up, and he looks inescapeably happy.

In between dinner and desert, we were going to do the dishes, but I was much too full, and being full always makes me tired, so we sat on the couch, for a little while, and I was quite surprised when he said that he didn't want to do anything to disrespect me, he didn't want to get carried away, but I hugged him and kissed him, in a gentle happy way.

What good, happy days I have been having recently, and I don't know why I am having such good luck, but it makes me smile so. I just feel so relaxed and happy, like not having to do anything, and that is a good thing. Maybe I have been so tense for so long, that good days make me so free, and I can hardly believe it.

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