Thursday, February 4, 2010

And then there were three!

I didn't want to. I had no intention of it. Sometimes the universe just thrusts itself at you and the next thing you know ......



You have Stewart in your life. His mom is the same mom of my oldest Jack Stella. The breeder called me a couple weeks ago and she had discovered through hospitalization and subsequent testing that she is very, very allergic to dogs, cats and horses. All of which she has. So, she called me up and offered him to me.. for FREE, knowing the kind of home he would have. See, that's what I'm saying.... it's the universes fault. He is four months old and the sweetest little man I have ever met. Of course I get to bring him to work! How cool is that. Crazy cat/dog lady!



When Things Went Sideways

It wasn’t a big deal she kept telling herself. It was just hanging out, unwinding. She had a Friday night party every other week when her kids went to see their dad. It was the only personal time she got each month. Every Monday he would ask her what she had done that weekend. A little office banter back and forth, nothing special. For over a month he had been threatening to join the party but had never showed or even asked for directions. Why would he this time? Why did her stomach fold over on itself, origami style?


Rosamond couldn’t wrap her head around it. What the hell was she thinking? She, newly divorce, he was married, she knew better. At least her head did, her gut was another matter. Ok, maybe the part of her that spoke so loudly was a bit south of her gut but in any case she should have her head examined. Yet there was something, electricity, a pull that brought them to the edge and tonight if he showed might well send them hurtling over it.


Five O’clock rolled around; she grabbed her purse and headed towards the door. “Hey, I should be done here around seven, see ya then” he said. “Cool” she managed to spit out, “Shit”, is what her head said. Arrogant was her first impression of this guy; cocky could also sum it up. Handsome, that was in your face, but for her it had to be more. She hadn’t give him a second thought for months but as time went on it seemed they had more in common than she thought. A quick wit and sharp mind was hard for her to ignore. Music another commonality and one that spoke to her deeply. She kept herself occupied with a “toy” she had met a few months ago. A no stings, no questions asked kind of thing, which suited her newly single-mom lifestyle and fulfilled “that” need.


Having changed into something more suitable for a warm July night, she cranked up stereo and popped open a beer. Within the hour the usual suspects arrived. Her best friend and a couple she’d known for several years, her clan. Joints were smoked, stories from the week told and a warm familiar buzz was shared. At 7:05 he pulled up, at 7:06 panic set in.

The evening passed as easily as the joints, the curtains waving in the breeze keeping time to the music. They found themselves alone. She knew she had too much to drink and he needed to leave. She couldn’t remember how he'd ended up at the door. She stood on the landing. "Thanks that was fun” he said. Two steps and her lips coverd his mouth, her body pushing him back against the door. Hands running rampantly, her mind shut off to that now distant voice of reason, “I suppose it would be unprofessional”' said Rosamond, dimpling. She stripped off her shirt and headed down the hall and he was hot on her heels.

To be continued...