we went to S’s birthday Luau shindig yesterday. the theme was Hawaiian. we got on a boat and cruised around Lake Norman for about 4 hours. ate, drank and were merry. it was good seeing a lot of old familiar faces, some from school and some from S & C’s Charlotte crew.

on the dock C#1 said
“this is a good looking couple, y’all looked like you just stepped out of Essence!”
we’re duping these people. a few hours earlier J is putting together a bridal shower.

“this is probably the last time I’m going to see these people,” says J

“yeah…” says I.

C#1 came over at one point and asked if I was treating her right. that she was a good woman. she gave the wishy-washy handsign. He jokingly acted like he was going to jack me up then and there. I guess I didn’t have the energy to play along facially and he thought i was pissed. but i wasn’t. it was more like “man you don’t know the half”

C#1 made a spirit-fueled passionate speech about how much S meant to him, and how every day is special. S has some health concerns that factor into this.
that’s a wonderful thing.

we had a good time pretty much…until my boy C#2 said something that exposed a sore spot w/ J, towards the end of the cruise, we were damn near pulling up to dock…I let him know the situation later on when I ran into him @ the gas station.

later that night at the hotel we got into a little conversation about her expecting us to sleep in seperate beds, and if we had separate beds in our bedroom at home, that would be her preference. I didn’t understand the logic of it, wanting me to be in the room but not in the bed.

“It’s like if you were my boy and we went somewhere, and then shared a hotel room. We’d get a room together, but not a bed. I love you, I just don’t like you.”

at that point it made perfect sense. and that’s where we agree.

oh yeah, someone called us as they were driving by the house yesterday, wanting to see it. I was not prepared to receive company, told them to come back at 11 o’clock today. They’re 17 minutes late.