Promises Promises

I don't make promises that often but when I make a promise to one of my daughters they know dad will come through.  I had such an awesome weekend with my ladies.  Their happiness here is priceless.

There's rules in our home: take your shoes off upon entry and put them in the closet, hang your coats up, show me your homework folders.  Then wash the school funk off your hands.  Those are the rules at the Palace or are they really rules?  I call it discipline or structure.  They follow every rule here just as I do.  They get after me if I don't make the bed in the morning and vise/versa.

My girls respect our home when they're here and in return they are rewarded: with chores in which they get paid for.  Today I had seven singles and I said you each have chores to do before the money is yours.  Gabby vacuumed every room and wet swiftered the tile floors: kitchen, bathrooms, and bar area.  Olivia's job was to bleach wipe my end table/coffee table, then bleach wipe the sinks and the sink fixtures, then empty bathroom garbage cans.  They got their $7.00 and I got my money's worth.


I pinky promised to make cupcakes with Gabby this weekend.  I keep my promises.  I guess sometime yesterday I talked to the ex and she said she was coming at 2pm today.  My plan was to make pork chops and brown gravy with whipped potatoes and cream corn.  After cleaning most of the day and entertaining my ladies, the phone rings at 1:45pm and it's baby's momma saying she'll be there at 2pm.  I was going to wait until 3pm to do cupcakes and start dinner.  Guess not.


Gabby and Olivia cried their eyes out because I promised to make cupcakes today.  I had Gabby call her mom and tell her I'd make the cupcakes and they could frost them at home.  She was appeased and I made the cupcake batter and it was in the oven at 2pm.  I took the 12 cupcakes out at 2:40pm and had them get ready to leave.  Gabby wanted to stay but I said "your mom's not going to let you stay another night but at least we got the cupcakes made!"


Dad came through on the promise.  


Their mom came at 3pm sharp and you could tell the girls wanted to stay but I told them "until next time, I LOVE YOU!!"

High on Life

Wow....its seemed like ages since I've wrote.  I have been so busy since March 2nd: getting mine and the girls place, furnishing, paying off my credit report, just flat out busy.  As of today the place is fully furnished, I walked into this loft with nothing but the clothes I owned and some paperwork in about 6 tote boxes.

Right now I'm riding high on life.  I've worked out a deal with the ex that I get my girls overnights on Tuesday's and Thursday's after school and every other weekend.  My ladies are so happy to be here when they are because dad keeps the fridge fully stocked with food, healthy stuff too not just junk food.  And man can those two girls put away some food.  I try to cook for them when they stay but we've had to order out a couple times  but they don't mind.  


I've met some really great people through a friend Brian.  Through him I've met some really great women, one in particular.  We'll call her Misses T.  We went out on a whim the first week I was here. I had invited her up to check out the loft and had purchased a dozen red roses for her beforehand. I've only had sushi a couple times and she had never had it so we decided to try the place across the street from the loft....Kabuki I think it's called.  The food was excellent and the conversation was even better.  We both enjoyed the sushi no doubt.  She's a very pretty Italian woman, a couple years older than me but age is only a number unless she was like half my age: unacceptable!


After eating we headed to the Martini bar for a couple beverages, but ended up having to leave because some off-duty cop sitting next to me was asking me "if I had his back if he fought the guys sitting behind us."  I declined!  If he's like that drunk, imagine what a high strung prick he is on the job.  I left to use the bathroom and he started hitting on my date.  We just called it a night.  It was a good night, she came back up to get her roses and I gave her a hug and told her what a great time I had.


I had ordered some www.lovethebeaver.com shirts with TDRR embroidered on the front.  They are a Dickie's style mechanic's shirt, they were very expensive for just 66 shirts, but they've been selling.  I had a buddy stop by today to pick up his shirt, he was a happy customer.  We got to talking and he attends AA/NA.  I'm not into god but he offered to get me rolling in NA so I may just take him up on that.  I need to get off some of the narcotics and start living a healthier lifestyle.  I refuse to give up my cigarettes though!


I've reconnected with an old friend and we've been hanging out quite often.  She was quite the pistol back in the day but she's mellowed out over the years.  I enjoy her company and I introduced her to the girls: if dad introduces them to a friend, they automatically like them.  Miss Andrea had been a big help over the past few weeks also.  Thanks BFF! 


Today after dinner I had all my shirt laid out on the counter to take inventory.  The girls told their twin friends that I was watching that "my dad is a famous writer and people will buy his shirts because he's famous!"  I got a good laugh, not famous yet but maybe someday.


Just thought I'd drop this little plug to fill you on on my new life with the girls.  I am thoroughly enjoying life now and nobody can piss on my parade.


So to my little stalker: I know you read this blog and you know who you are.  Keep your trashy ass out of West Dearborn.  I dare you to comment on this blog you crumsnatching whore.  I have four lawyers on retainer, your broke trick ass don't have a chance.  You'll be off the streets and behind bars where you belong.  Remember when I said "I know people?"  I meant that. 

Date Night

An old friend got in touch with me a couple days ago, a female friend of course: she recently got out of a relationship and wanted to hang out one night.  Tonight was that night.

She came by to pick me up around 6:30pm and said she was starving, I agreed: a single banana for lunch doesn't cut it for a guy my size.

A little background on Lady L.  She just got out of a year or so long relationship a week or so ago.  Red flag: we're just friends who've had an fwb relationship when we were around our early 20's, but even back then I had a thing for her.  

We had hung out on many occasions before we ever became intimate, and I always enjoyed the time we spent together: she was really great company.

As time past on after we first met when I was around 18 or 19, maybe 20....we became friends that eventually led to late night booty calls once in a while.  She's a natural redhead/strawberry blond, I have always had a thing for redheads....don't know why but I do.

We had a couple late night flings while I was still working: when she called late at night, I dropped whatever the hell I was doing and met up with her.  The sex was awesome.


We kind of lost touch for a few months or so, then I had my accident at work.  She contacted me a couple months after my accident, concerned about me like a caring friend.  I offered to take her to dinner one night back in early 2003 and we went for Chinese food and had a chat about life.  At the time I was still in pretty bad shape: burns unhealed, and a home-care nurse on a daily basis.  Even getting out for a couple hours physically hurt, but for her I wasn't passing up dinner and catching up.


She came back to my house to visit for a while and we talked more, mostly about what happened to me: she was concerned about my health after being burnt half to death.


Years past after that one dinner/visit she started dating a guy I know and I bumped into her at a local bar  with her man who I am friends with.  I was drunk as was she, and we really didn't say much but the basic "hey, how are you?" type convo.


Okay so fast forward to a few days ago.  She hadn't read the "Perfect Woman" blog, at least to my knowledge but left a comment on my page about getting together soon and that she was single.  We texted back and forth for a few days and made plans to go out Tuesday and she was going to take me shopping for stuff for the new pad.


She came by around 6:30 to pick up my non-driving loser ass, came in and said she was starving which I agreed with her.  I told her pick the place and we're there.  She mentioned Carino's and I told her "whatever you feel like"....can never go wrong with Italian.

We ate, had two beers, and talked about how life has changed for both of us over the 8 years since we last had a serious chat.
After dinner we hurried to Bed, Bath, and Beyond to pick up some much needed stuff.  We dropped the stuff off at my temporary residence (parents house) and headed out for a couple drinks.

The whole time we talked I couldn't help but think of what a perfect catch she'd be for someone.  She's got her life in order and does well for herself, but her ex told her that they had no future together.  Why the fuck he'd tell her something like that is beyond me.  He's a singer in a pretty popular band in the area, more than 10 years older than her, and told her they had no future together.  We both agreed it was his loss, not hers.

Here's the catch.  I am not looking for a relationship and don't expect anything more than friendship but she's definitely a keeper.  I wanted to take a weekend trip next month to Atlanta with my sister, but she never gave me a response and...ya snooze ya lose.  I have family and friends all over the country.  I explained this to Lady L and asked if she'd like to get away for a long weekend: just the two of us.  Of course she said yes, but she said some place warm.

Since she just came out of a relationship this is like walking on thin ice.  For now she just needs to see what it's like to be treated like a lady and that I can do.  She wants to go out tomorrow after work so we'll see how that pans out.

I said it before and I'll say it again.....

My expectations are zero so my disappointment is none.