smoke break

My aunt and uncle are up from Flordia or is it Florida? Damn, I've never been able to spell that state! Anyway, they don't smoke so if I want to smoke in the house, I have to come out in my room to smoke. Grrr. It's ok. I'll get over it. They came up, not really knowing what this hurricane is gonna do to their area of Fla. From the weather map it looks like it will pass a bit south of their home.

Other news, I am still seeing Tony. Record here, a month? Feels like forever in a good way. And when is too soon to say I love you? I really need to know, because he has had me from the start. He is one of these men that are amazingly smart and simple in the same breath. He holds very intellectual conversations but on the other hand he is not intimidated to talk on subjects he knows nothing about. He does things just for me. Like the first time we got together after he came back he spent an eternity (ok about 20 minutes) kissing my back (one of my faviorte pastimes, kiss my back and I'm yours! or in this case, HIS!) And it is not just sex, but hell; I'm not complaining about that department. Anyway I am head over heels for him and I'm afraid to tell him.

Exactly why am I scared to death to say I Love You? Blaime it on the rain. Blaime it on my mother. Blaime it on every damn person I've ever got close to. I say I love you and people in my life bail. So, for the time being, my lips are sealed. Well, the upper ones anyway. If only there was a way for a man to read the look in my eye, words could just be obsolete.