Re: The Singles of TAM 2.0
So, I've started calling Real Estate "Boo" as a bit of a pet name. I started doing it, sort of kidding around, because it feels a little urban and twenty-something silly. I had to explain to him what it meant, because I named my car Boo a long time ago, and he had never heard it before. But, surprise! He loves it when I call him Boo. Last weekend, something was pushing my buttons a bit in regards to my feelings of security in our relationship (it wasn't anything he had done, it was more of an abstract thing), and we were talking about it before falling asleep. We were spooning, and he squeezed me tight, and he said, "You don't have to worry. I'm your dude. I'm your boo. I'm not going anywhere." And I said to him last night, "You've really latched onto this Boo thing. I'm surprised. You really like it, don't you?" And he said, "I do! I really like it. But sometimes, I have to stop myself from saying, 'Hey, Yogi!' Or I might have to start calling you Cindy. That was Yogi Bear's girlfriend."
It was just really sweet.
A very good friend of his (a former roommate), who happens to share my birthday, is coming to town ON my birthday and staying with Real Estate for a few days. Usually, this means that I won't get to see him until his friend leaves town--that's how it's been since we've gotten together, whenever a friend visits. But this time is different. He's really excited for me to meet his friend, and is planning all kinds of stuff for us to do together: an escape room (including a few of my friends, and one or two of RE's friends whom I haven't met yet), a tree-tops adventure course, go-carting, and miniature golf. It seems like he's starting to being me into other parts of his life, whereas before it always felt like he kept things compartmentalized. This is a very good thing.
~Happily un-married since December 9, 2013~