B arrived two weeks ago on a Tuesday evening.  Wow, have two weeks past already?  It was so nice getting to see his smile in person again and to hear his deep, rich voice.   We ending up talking all night, catching up, laughing, and enjoying each others company.  Going to bed that night with B beside me felt complete, it was like we had never been apart.

Over the next week B spent a lot of time at rehearsals and socializing/networking with his fellow chorus members and I could only get a couple half days off work but we found plenty of time to spend together.  We went out to eat several times, visited a couple art museums, went to a farmers market, fixed breakfast together, watched TV cuddled together on the couch, and just had a great time.

B was on a plane headed back to Philly exactly one week ago at the time I’m writing this.  It was hard to say goodbye and it was hard to look at him not knowing when I’ll get to see him again.  But I will, that I know for sure.  I’m so lucky that B came into my life.  He makes me feel good about myself, teaches me new things, and makes me laugh.  B and I are not a couple, not having a long distance relationship or anything like that.  Were just two people who have a connection and bond that I don’t think will ever be broken.

After B left it didn’t take me long to realize that I’m much more the type of person who likes to be in a relationship that single.  When I lived in Springfield I always had a boyfriend or significant other.  However, when I came here it was totally opposite, well except when A and I were together.   People always ask me why I’m not seeing anyone.  I have no answer to that, I really dont know.  I wish I did.

But anyway, until next time B. . . take care.  =)

It snowed for the first time this Winter last night.  Not too terribly much, but enough for the roads to be a mess.  Instead of fighting traffic I took the bus, the stop is only one block from my house.  Unfortunately the nearest stop by my work isn’t so close.  So I skating down the sidewalks and after about 10 minutes I arrived.  Was kind of nice actually, snowfall can be very peaceful and relaxing.  I enjoyed my walk in the snow today.

Wish J would have come down to visit over New Years like he did last year, we had so much fun. So in honor of his visit I decided to go to the casino late this afternoon. Took in a $20 and walked out with $45 only 20 minutes later. Woo Hoo! I think thats a pretty damn good way to start the year. Now to stay away from the casino so it doesn’t get it back!

Later today S and I are going to try and find a place to eat. I hardly have any food in this apartment so I hope we can find something thats open. If worse comes to worse theres always Town Topic. lol

The pic on this post is the Christmas tree M and I helped decorate over at B’s house a couple weeks ago. It turned out rather good I think. Its been years since I actually decorated a tree. Every year I say I’m going to get a tree the next year but I never do. So I wont bother saying it this year.

So Happy Birthday baby Jesus. Hope you have a good one.

Drove to Osceola, Iowa in the dark of night.

Waiting patiently by the old ticket booth for a late running train.

My cozy room #9 aboard the California Zephyr.

Watched the sunrise over the Colorado plains as I ate breakfast in the Dining Car.

I arrived at Denver Union Station early Friday morning.

Later that day we hiked the trail at Red Rocks State Park.

And visited Red Rocks Amphitheatre.

Friday night was spent eating out and visiting some clubs and Saturday we shopped at 16th Street Mall.

And saw the state capital building.

Saturday night we once again visited some clubs, one among them being the Denver Eagle.  I’m not really into the leather scene but we had a lot of fun there.  And some of the guys were hot, hot, hot!  Sunday we just pretty much hung out at the apartment.  I would have rather seen more of the city but I didn’t want to impose upon my hosts.  So later that evening I found myself back at Denver Union Station.

A beautiful building at night.

Soon I found myself on the Eastbound California Zephyr. My room, #13, was at the end of the hall on the left.

After breakfast I went to the back of the train to watch us race down the line out the dirty back window.

Entertained myself with the camera for a while.

Wasn't much to see in rural Iowa but I enjoyed it none the less.

Later that Monday morning I had detrained back in Osceola.

A couple hours later I was back at my apartment on Union Hill.

All in all it was a pretty good trip.  I think I’d like to return when the weather is warmer and go up into the mountains.  We talked a little bit about going to the top of Pikes Peak and going white water rafting this coming Spring/Summer.  Hopefully we will get the opportunity.  So until then, see ya later Denver.

“I fully support NOH8 & all it stands for & am proud to be a part of it. But I stand by my husband’s stance on DADT.”

Maybe she just wanted to be one of the cool kids and get a pic taken with tape on her mouth.  She’s got some explaining to do if she wants to be any active part of NOH8.

B (who lives in Philadelphia) and I met several years ago on Facebook back before it was such a huge website.  We wrote emails back and forth for probly a year before we finally talked on the phone.  I jokingly called him my internet facebook boyfriend and we continued to remain facebook friends for a very long time.  Then last year I got an opportunity to visit a friend in New York City.  When I mentioned my trip to B he said we should meet up as Philly was only a couple hours from NYC.  So we did, on Halloween night.  We went on a date that night and it was the most fun and unforgettable date I’ve ever had.  There’s nothing quite like having a date in NYC, eating at a wonderful “off the beaten path” restaurant, making friends with the bartender while having desert in a small wine bar, getting caught in the rain, trying to get on a subway that is packed full of people in Halloween costumes, walking with arms around each other squeezed together under a small umbrella down a New York City street at night, and enjoying a peaceful train with B’s head resting against my shoulder as we ride the last nightly train back to the Northern NYC suburbs.

Skip ahead almost one year to the day. . .  B is a professional singer and called me a couple weeks ago to tell me he had a choral concert planned for a venue just 15 minutes from my apartment.  He politely asked if he could stay at my place. Um. . . Hell yes I said.

So I pick up B this past Saturday after he spent the entire day rehearsing for his concert.  He was tired so we ran by the grocery store and picked up some nibbles and a movie and spent the evening lounging on the couch watching Toy Store 3.  Its been forever since I’ve had that kind of evening and I totally enjoyed it and especially B’s company.

Sunday we woke up and headed out to my favorite breakfast place and then B was off again to rehearsal.  Later in the afternoon I went to the venue and for the first time was able to hear B sing in a concert.  He has an amazing voice and although the music really isn’t my style, I throughly enjoyed the concert.  Ever since I first met B I had wanted to hear him sing in this type of setting.  That evening we again had a low key night even though we had planned to go out for drinks.  Spending quality time together was much more important that socializing since we had such limited time together.

Today we got up early and lounged around until we decided that B should have an abbreviated tour of KC.  I took him to all the usual tourist and historic areas around my place.  We had a great time taking pictures and quickly exploring all the sites.  After a great BBQ lunch we headed back to my place to talk and spend our last couple of hours together.  I took B to the airport around 4:30pm tonight and it was all I could do to keep my tears back.  We said our long goodbyes in the drop off lane and I watched as B walked into the Airport.

As I write this B is 33,000 feet in the air somewhere over Indiana.  The apartment is quiet and I miss his smile.  But its good.  And I’m happy.  Happy I not only got to spend time with my internet facebook boyfriend once, but twice.  Happy that we get along so well.  Happy knowing I’m still attractive to people (yes, I have poor self esteem. . . very poor)  Happy I spent a wonderful weekend with a wonderful person.

We’ve already talked about possibly meeting up in Chicago early next Spring or possibly me going to Philly for a visit.  I believe if its meant for us to meet again, it will happen.  But who knows what will be going on in our lives by then.  Its entirely possible that by then B may meet up with his one true love or maybe I could even do the same. (maybe we have) But even so, I’m sure we always remain friends and I’ll always have that special place in my heart for that special guy from Philly with the amazing voice.

Goodbye for now B, I look forward to seeing you again soon.

Michael Jacksons death saddened me quite a bit this afternoon.  I’m a child of the 80′s (proud one at that) and I vividly remember when Michael was at the  top of his  game.  Hell, I remember watching the Jackson 5 back on the Flip Wilson show.  Whether you liked or loathed him, you gotta admit that the man was a dancing and musical genius.

Back in 1984 I was lucky enough to see him in concert during one of three sold out shows at Arrowhead Stadium.  I vividly remember that night like it was yesterday.  I’ll Be There, Billie Jean, Rock With You, the songs, the lighting and special effects, and Michael  moonwalking like there was no tomorrow.   It was truly a magical night.  I still have the ticket, lol.

Thanks for the music Michael,  and for paving the way for so many young performers that followed in your footsteps.  God speed.

No one knows what ever became of The Tank Man.  I’ve read that he was executed, that he still hides in mainland China, and that he lives in Taiwan.   Who knows.  But I do know I’d like to shake the hand of The Tank Man who’s image still touches me 20 years later.