Back To Good

Nearly 1.5 years ago I made the following comment on this photo posted to Facebook: "And the Eddy G cuteness belongs to me! Are we a freakin' cute couple or what? =)"

This weekend, Ed and I rescued our relationship and the Eddy G cuteness belongs to me once more! I am a lucky, lucky man. We are together again metaphorically, and soon we will be together physically as well!

Dress for success

Packing always sucks. It's especially stressful when flying to CA to try to win your boyfriend back. Is there an outfit for that?

I feel excited, nervous, inadequate, confident, eager, apprehensive, restless, resigned...

Bring on the morning.

Maybe...

Maybe I am scared now
Are you already too far gone?
Have you drifted far away
While I'm here holding on?

Maybe I am crazy now
Can we really bring back the past?
Will you forget the pain inside you,
Or is that too much to ask?

Maybe I am lonely now
Standing outside your door.
Can you look at me and know
The love we felt before?

Maybe I am hurting now
Never thought I'd see the day
You'd run to someone else's arms
And turn my love away.

Maybe I am screaming now
For your very soul to hear.
Search the depths of love, my love,
Can you take away this fear?

Maybe I am foolish now
For offering you my heart.
Can you accept my fervent love
After all this time apart?

Maybe I'm in trouble now
I'm still in love with you.
Loving you was always easy,
Now I don't know what to do.

Lats and Laundry

For the first time in at least five years, I find myself single on Valentine's Day. Well, at least somewhat single? It's complicated, as expressed by the Facebook status option. At any rate, I find myself contemplating the meaning of this day and my reactions to it this year. I heard the sentiment (supposedly from Ashton Kutcher) that we should express our love for those close to us 364 days a year and reserve one day for expressing the vitriol and loathing toward those we hate. A noble notion says me!

I'm somewhat surprised that I don't really feel any longing or wistfulness on this day. I think it's because I know I am loved. I have a wonderful family and friends. I have the best dog ever to keep me company. Romantically, I still have feelings for a very special guy. I suppose it's better to have an outlet for love rather than have no object for affection, even if that love isn't requited or the situation less than ideal.

The crux of the situation is this is just another ordinary day. If you're lonely on Valentine's day, it's because you're lonely the day before and the day after as well. If you're in love on V-day, you should be expressing that love every other day too. After work I will go to the gym and do laundry and then try to go to bed on time for once just like any other day.

I'll close with a suggestion to read these well-written musings from the inimitable and ever-witty Mark Steyn. I especially like the Hayakawa quote "that, having found the dream-girl or dream-man, one's problems are just beginning."