Ok, so the coffee date went well, although KTCB seemed a little too nice for me. Chalked it up to first date nerves. Talked to him a couple of times this week, something seemed off--where was the spark? The electricity? We're talking major power outage here.
Dismissing the cobwebs of my spidey sense, HRG graced KTCB with her presence today. Lunch was, in a word, boring. Boring boring boring boring boring. He mentioned I looked tired. It took all I had not to scream "BECAUSE YOU'RE BORING ME TO SLEEP". Seriously. This boy, while very cute, is not for me. He is way too *nice* for HRG (who likes her boys a little on the dangerous side. The wealthy side of dangerous of course) I don't think I'll see him again. Not on purpose anyway.
Is it possible for boys to be cute and smart?
HRG
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Sunday, May 15, 2005
April Wine
Went to see April Wine last nite. They were horrible! Maybe that's unfair, the band itself wasn't all that bad, but the sound mix was T-E-R-R-I-B-L-E. I don't care who you are, nites like last nite just stress the importance of SHOWING UP FOR SOUND CHECK. It took the first couple of songs just to get the lead vocal right, the harmonies couldn't be heard, and when that issue was finally dealt with, well, the harmonies were anything but harmonic. Miles Goodwyn's guitar and amp had a lot to do with it all too. His arrogance and ego are far more legendary than the band ever was, and it became painfully obvious that this was really his show, not the band's. Most of the nite we couldn't even hear the second guitar, Goodwynn's very bad sound stepped on everyone else's. All that and he's lost his voice--the chops just weren't there babies. We were all very disappointed.
Still, it was nice to be out on an official date. It still feels a little strange, being on a date with the man I've spent 6 years hanging out with. Good strange though. This time the goodnite kisses were...well......amazing.......
That said, I have a coffee date with KTCB today. Yesterday was such a gloriously beautiful day, I was holding out hope that today would be the same, but no such luck. It looks like it's trying hard to clear up and we desperately needed the rain we got last nite, but still, to have a warm sunny day for a first date would've been perfect. There's a really great coffee place in the Village and it's covered, so that might just be the right place to go. We'll see where the day takes us.
And of course, you'll get the details........
HRG
Still, it was nice to be out on an official date. It still feels a little strange, being on a date with the man I've spent 6 years hanging out with. Good strange though. This time the goodnite kisses were...well......amazing.......
That said, I have a coffee date with KTCB today. Yesterday was such a gloriously beautiful day, I was holding out hope that today would be the same, but no such luck. It looks like it's trying hard to clear up and we desperately needed the rain we got last nite, but still, to have a warm sunny day for a first date would've been perfect. There's a really great coffee place in the Village and it's covered, so that might just be the right place to go. We'll see where the day takes us.
And of course, you'll get the details........
HRG
Friday, May 13, 2005
Friday the 13th
Friday the 13th isn't an unlucky day for HRG anymore. Today I met a really cute boy. He's very cute. He'd come into my store a few weeks ago, and of course, HRG being HRG she noticed him right away. One of my staff pointed out that he did 3 laps of the store looking for me after I'd left. I ran into him again, that very day and just smiled as I passed by. I kept seeing him on and off, giving him that same little smile every time. A week ago I saw him again. Monday morning he stopped by the store, but didn't come in. I saw him though. Today I came out of Starbucks, coffee in hand and there he was. Even though my stomach was doing flip flops, HRG kept her legendary cool, walked by, smiled and say hi. The rest? Well it kinda went like this....
Cute Boy:
"Wow, I finally have the courage to say this. Do I look like someone you know?"
HRG:
"Yes, actually you do. I've seen you around here, but realized you weren't someone I knew after all."
Cute Boy:
"Mind if I join you?"
HRG:
"Not at all, please, have a seat" (HRG pretends not to see him checking out her ring finger)
Cute Boy:
(extends his hand) "Hi my name is K"
HRG:
"Nice to meet you K, I'm HRG" (he has nice strong hands and a very nice body)
The conversation was wonderful, no awkward silences, you can learn a lot about someone in an hour if you ask the right questions and pay attention.
Cute Boy: (known henceforth as KTCB)
"So, would you like to go out sometime?"
HRG:
"Yes, I'd like that very much." (thinks he has an amazing smile and gorgeous dark eyes)
He's a very cute boy. I'm looking forward to our date.
Yup, summer's coming and babies I've decided to collect handbags and cute boys. A must have this season.
After all, he's very cute.
HRG
Cute Boy:
"Wow, I finally have the courage to say this. Do I look like someone you know?"
HRG:
"Yes, actually you do. I've seen you around here, but realized you weren't someone I knew after all."
Cute Boy:
"Mind if I join you?"
HRG:
"Not at all, please, have a seat" (HRG pretends not to see him checking out her ring finger)
Cute Boy:
(extends his hand) "Hi my name is K"
HRG:
"Nice to meet you K, I'm HRG" (he has nice strong hands and a very nice body)
The conversation was wonderful, no awkward silences, you can learn a lot about someone in an hour if you ask the right questions and pay attention.
Cute Boy: (known henceforth as KTCB)
"So, would you like to go out sometime?"
HRG:
"Yes, I'd like that very much." (thinks he has an amazing smile and gorgeous dark eyes)
He's a very cute boy. I'm looking forward to our date.
Yup, summer's coming and babies I've decided to collect handbags and cute boys. A must have this season.
After all, he's very cute.
HRG
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Talkin' 'Bout Last Nite
....and I bet they're still talkin' today. Yes babies, HRG got all tarted up, grabbed MBF and went out to be a rawk star. Thing is, when we got to the bar, we found out there was no jam, just this Battle of the Bands thing going on. We aren't allowed to enter. Apparently we're considered "A" circuit and this is a contest for amateurs. We won once before and were disqualified for those reasons. Whatever. But that's not the story I'm here to tell.
Mystery Mama would be so proud. Not playing didn't mean not staying, and we did. HRG held court, legions of adoring men at her feet. I was flirty and dirty and had the time of my life. Honestly my friends, I can't remember the last time a nite was that much fun. We laughed our heads off, my tummy still hurts today. HRG was in serious need of an ego feed, and several cute boys stepped up, plates in hand, to do just that. Then again, I did look pretty hot. Well I did. A very cute boy even called me sexy--I have shoes older than him. I'd been told it's a pretty good feeling, having younger men drooling over you. It is. The *sex kitten* was taken offstage and put into real life. She should really do that more often. It was fabulous. JJazz commented that this serious "I need to be squeezed* vibe was emanating from HRG--who does, in fact need to be *squeezed* and soon. HTBP proved to be the perfect flirting partner, with JJazz ending the nite with the perfect punchline. I laughed all the way home.
MBF however, did not. He was tired from working, but still managed to muster up enough energy to look great and take me out on the town. (well we had to go out that way to pick up tickets to see April Wine this Saturday nite) Since crawling all over him in public is, for obvious reasons, out of the question, I had play with other boys. I think he was a little jealous. I pretended not to notice. Inside though, my heart was smiling.
We're going for a walk down memory lane this weekend. April Wine is a truly great Canadian band--it'll be fun to see them in a smaller venue. Oh, btw, going to see them has become (insert drum roll here) a DATE!
But that's a story for another day...........
HRG
Mystery Mama would be so proud. Not playing didn't mean not staying, and we did. HRG held court, legions of adoring men at her feet. I was flirty and dirty and had the time of my life. Honestly my friends, I can't remember the last time a nite was that much fun. We laughed our heads off, my tummy still hurts today. HRG was in serious need of an ego feed, and several cute boys stepped up, plates in hand, to do just that. Then again, I did look pretty hot. Well I did. A very cute boy even called me sexy--I have shoes older than him. I'd been told it's a pretty good feeling, having younger men drooling over you. It is. The *sex kitten* was taken offstage and put into real life. She should really do that more often. It was fabulous. JJazz commented that this serious "I need to be squeezed* vibe was emanating from HRG--who does, in fact need to be *squeezed* and soon. HTBP proved to be the perfect flirting partner, with JJazz ending the nite with the perfect punchline. I laughed all the way home.
MBF however, did not. He was tired from working, but still managed to muster up enough energy to look great and take me out on the town. (well we had to go out that way to pick up tickets to see April Wine this Saturday nite) Since crawling all over him in public is, for obvious reasons, out of the question, I had play with other boys. I think he was a little jealous. I pretended not to notice. Inside though, my heart was smiling.
We're going for a walk down memory lane this weekend. April Wine is a truly great Canadian band--it'll be fun to see them in a smaller venue. Oh, btw, going to see them has become (insert drum roll here) a DATE!
But that's a story for another day...........
HRG
Sunday, May 08, 2005
Mother's Day
Happy Mother's Day. Was lucky enough to have J around this weekend, although I did refuse his offer of dinner. He needs to save his cash for his upcoming adventures. I did relent and allow him to buy the flowers and patio tomatoes for my balcony. Besides, the feast of last nite was more than enough. I'm still full.
Saw TBF today. Again, felt nothing. He didn't even wish me a happy mother's day. I know I'm not his mother, but he took his sister out to lunch so you'd think he'd have said something. Seems though, that unless we're talking about TB, well, we have nothing to talk about. After five years this is what it's come down to. It's sad.
MBF on the other hand spoiled me even tho I'm definitely not his mother either. He sent cyber cards filled with sweet sentiments and sneaked up here at 1 a.m. to give me a card and several very sweet kisses. I wish he wasn't working tonite. To tell you the truth babies, I'm feeling a little lonely.
There's this feeling of anticipation--that something very wonderful is just around the corner. Problem is, I don't know which corner. I'm afraid to get my hopes up. Seems every time I do that, the bottom falls out of whatever it was that had me excited in the first place. Still, the feeling is there and gets stronger by the day. For all my wisdom, I can't seem to see the forest for the trees.
So, hand me a chainsaw, I'm gonna slaughter some spruce.
HRG
Saw TBF today. Again, felt nothing. He didn't even wish me a happy mother's day. I know I'm not his mother, but he took his sister out to lunch so you'd think he'd have said something. Seems though, that unless we're talking about TB, well, we have nothing to talk about. After five years this is what it's come down to. It's sad.
MBF on the other hand spoiled me even tho I'm definitely not his mother either. He sent cyber cards filled with sweet sentiments and sneaked up here at 1 a.m. to give me a card and several very sweet kisses. I wish he wasn't working tonite. To tell you the truth babies, I'm feeling a little lonely.
There's this feeling of anticipation--that something very wonderful is just around the corner. Problem is, I don't know which corner. I'm afraid to get my hopes up. Seems every time I do that, the bottom falls out of whatever it was that had me excited in the first place. Still, the feeling is there and gets stronger by the day. For all my wisdom, I can't seem to see the forest for the trees.
So, hand me a chainsaw, I'm gonna slaughter some spruce.
HRG
Friday, May 06, 2005
Quietly Alone
Ahhhh a three day weekend. Just what HRG needed--some down time. Was supposed to go to lunch with a friend today, but, well, it's not going to happen. Shame to waste such a nice day too.
I guess I'll have to work harder on just trying to tell people what they want to hear instead of trying to offer some insight into certain situations. Over the years I've learned to accept the things that have happened, try to learn from them and then move forward. Wallowing in "what might've been" accomplishes nothing. The Buddhists believe that each lesson is meant to be taken to the next step and applied there. Eventually the Karmic scales balance. It's how I try to live my life. Self-pity does nothing except make you more depressed and eventually alienates everyone close to you. That was a lesson HRG learned the hard way. Sadly this time, my honesty has most likely cost me a friendship, which means no more lunches, which means I'll starve to death. It makes my heart hurt. Of course, me being me, I'd never admit that. Just like I'd never admit how much having my birthday dinner blown off hurt.
So, what will HRG do today? Put her paycheque in the bank and wander around the neighborhood, check out some second hand stores? Should I be boring and responsible and stay home to do laundry and tidy up? The day is young, I can have all the other stuff done by noon.
And then I believe I shall go wandering. Who knows where the day will take me?
I'm always up for an adventure.......maybe I'll even meet a cute boy or two.
HRG
I guess I'll have to work harder on just trying to tell people what they want to hear instead of trying to offer some insight into certain situations. Over the years I've learned to accept the things that have happened, try to learn from them and then move forward. Wallowing in "what might've been" accomplishes nothing. The Buddhists believe that each lesson is meant to be taken to the next step and applied there. Eventually the Karmic scales balance. It's how I try to live my life. Self-pity does nothing except make you more depressed and eventually alienates everyone close to you. That was a lesson HRG learned the hard way. Sadly this time, my honesty has most likely cost me a friendship, which means no more lunches, which means I'll starve to death. It makes my heart hurt. Of course, me being me, I'd never admit that. Just like I'd never admit how much having my birthday dinner blown off hurt.
So, what will HRG do today? Put her paycheque in the bank and wander around the neighborhood, check out some second hand stores? Should I be boring and responsible and stay home to do laundry and tidy up? The day is young, I can have all the other stuff done by noon.
And then I believe I shall go wandering. Who knows where the day will take me?
I'm always up for an adventure.......maybe I'll even meet a cute boy or two.
HRG
Sunday, May 01, 2005
The sounds of Sunday
At last it looks like my apartment. Boxes have been emptied and recycled. Things have been arranged, then re-arranged. It's open and bright and is finally starting to feel like *home*. I worked my butt off yesterday to get it done and today enjoyed the fruits of my labors. The sun was shining, HRG went for a walk and found a very groovy second hand store. Got a great piece to add to the stage clothes collection. Very slinky and shimmery. Very me. That's what MBF says.
It's been mentioned that I haven't talked about MBF much lately. Surprising since he occupies most of my waking and sleeping thoughts. Re-read some old messages today and realized it's been a year since this whole mess got stirred up. All because of am *almost* kiss. We were saying goodnite after rehearsal, hugged and then it happened. The Moment. We both felt it. For that split second we let our guards down, the walls we'd spent so much time carefully crafting laying in pieces at our feet. The kiss didn't happen. It was left hanging in the air for some other unsuspecting couple. I hope they got good use from it.
Then again, maybe it just followed us around, waiting for the right moment. The NYE kiss doesn't count really--chalk that up to being lost in the song, driven by the music and the circumstances. Today MBF surprised me. Again. With a kiss. He's never kissed me like before.
I hope he does it again. It made me weak in the knees.
I think it's time to stop feeding the shark. Sushi anyone?
HRG
It's been mentioned that I haven't talked about MBF much lately. Surprising since he occupies most of my waking and sleeping thoughts. Re-read some old messages today and realized it's been a year since this whole mess got stirred up. All because of am *almost* kiss. We were saying goodnite after rehearsal, hugged and then it happened. The Moment. We both felt it. For that split second we let our guards down, the walls we'd spent so much time carefully crafting laying in pieces at our feet. The kiss didn't happen. It was left hanging in the air for some other unsuspecting couple. I hope they got good use from it.
Then again, maybe it just followed us around, waiting for the right moment. The NYE kiss doesn't count really--chalk that up to being lost in the song, driven by the music and the circumstances. Today MBF surprised me. Again. With a kiss. He's never kissed me like before.
I hope he does it again. It made me weak in the knees.
I think it's time to stop feeding the shark. Sushi anyone?
HRG
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