8 years and still something to talk about :)

Yesterday was our anniversary. According to the sister K in Holland, and I quote, "Ye lesbians have anniversaries for every thing! The first time ye held hands, the first time ye read poetry to each other" For those of you lucky enough to know me, know what a HUGE poetry fan I am. Moving on. I had the day off and Mammy2 was working in the morning and had the afternoon off. The day started off as a disaster with the computer dying, as well as the monitor. The monitor had been couching and sneezing but its gone kaput now. The best part of 250 yo yos for a new one. I had checked the bank balance and as it turns out it was not healthy. I am owed from money from various projects but the PC needs to be working. I was beyond stressed by the time I met Mammy2. A cup of coffee and a chat, followed by a hug and I went home to bed. Avoiding any social contact when I'm like this, I decided I needed
to take a break from the extra work as its obviously getting to me. I have a few projects which have some loose ends, I just need to tidy them up and then work on the revamp of my website which is a huge job.

I also cancelled a meet that we were going to have at the weekend. In my current mood and stressed out state, I may actually following the bowling ball down the aisle. I think I'll organise it for 2 weeks after Easter or something. People don't seem to be too perturbed by it. Mammy2 got home around 1 and decided she needed a sleep as well. At around 2.30, we hear the kid come home. We bought exchange confused looks. I arrived into her room, which caused her to jump feet. She said she had lots of 'free classes' and so she forged a note from us saying she could go home. I swear, she has some neck that one. We decided to head out for the day seeing as the sun was shining. A trip to Killiney beach where we walked for a while...There's nothing easier then spending time with Mammy2, she's just so laid back and easy going. We stayed out there for about an hour and then headed to Dun Laoghaire. We wanted to try the Purple Ocean Restaurent,but it was closed.

We sat in the 40ft bar and had a pint and a chat. Remembering our ups and downs over the last few years. We got back into town and headed to Fire for a meal. It its a beautiful reastaurent, fabulous location and the food is divine. We were very happy campers leaving it.

I can remember our first date so clearly. I met her at the Gaiety and brought her back to the apartment. I was coming directly from work. I had lost a lot of the courage I had gathered when talking to her on the phone. Its easier to flirt when you're not face to face with the person. We headed to Luigi's for a bite to eat and I was so nervous.
But we chatted and got along really well. She has a good sense of humour, lets face it you'd need one if you are going spend the rest of your life with me! We were supposed to go and see Ransom with Mel Gibson. She took us a short cut down Moore Street and the smell of fish was overwhelming. Stop giggling down the back. I was a country
bumpkin back then and wasn't familar with the city at all so she lead the way. We chatted some more and decided to skip the film and just hang out for the evening. I was getting nervous abou the end of the night though. After all, she was out for the last 6 years, obviously well expierenced in all things lesbian. I was out for 6 weeks or thereabouts, a baby dyke who asked stupid questions.

I kid you not, one night, at a lesbian club, I asked what was with all the rainbow flags. I was very nearly barred from the place. All sorts of thoughts were running through my head. Would she wants a kiss? Would she want more? I hadn't rented out enough lesbian films to know what they did. Apart from the poetry and green tea thingy. What if I didn't kiss her? Would that mean I failed if this was a lesbian test? I really liked her. God, this lesbian business was so difficult. I walked her to the taxi rank and said to her something along the lines of asking her for another date and that I was a novice at this whole thing and would a hug be okay. The rest is history. She couldn't resist my country charm obviously:)