First date, post-divorce.

See, I'm hoping he's too busy to give us an update until much later.

 

I'm hoping he is nice enough to not share that business in a public forum.

 

Boo!

I'm wondering if a blanket and a cornfield were involved.

 

You shut your dirty damn mouth.

 

I'm wondering if a jug of Pepto and repeated trips to the shitter were involved.
Homemade Indian Food.
3 words that have never collided in Ye Olde Chefs palet.

 

Morning, guys.

At work now and I can barely see the words on the Prompter...

She rolled in 45 minutes later than planned because of the hospital. Had the curry and the paneer all set.

We talked for ten minutes, she ate five bites and then pushed her chips into the middle. She talked about her she had her kids for the next five evenings and then acknowledged my situation.

"I've been divorced for two years. One of the best days of your life should be the first sex once you're single again."

She put down her fork.

"Let's eat in an hour."

And so it was. In three rooms, the stairs and the shower.

When it was done, she said "welcome to being single again". We fell asleep.

Just got a text from her. From under my covers. (I wasn't going to kick her out at 2 am when I got up for work.)

Said she'll make me an omelet if I come back in 90 minutes and "start off my day right".

No, I'm not too concerned that she's in my house at this hour. She's also pretty prominent in the city so there's a level of mutually-assured destruction.

 

Sometimes you've gotta say, What the fuck.

 

Whoa. This is headed to B&D.

 

It sounds as if you heeded the sage advice of the X-Man

 

Funny you mention X-Man. I thought of that moment.

She's not getting the garage door opener.

Really, a wonderful night. Not exactly unexpected that it happened but the vigor and enthusiasm was not anticipated.

She brought up a great point. Doesn't have a lot of time to mess around. She gets what she wants. I just happened to be there.