Sexuality Happens

So today is one of me and J’s anniversaries…meaning that after work, I’m going to dress up and drive 45 minutes farther away from home (and then almost two hours home) to have dinner together in celebration. Is it sad that this is the longer dating relationship I’ve been in? Regardless, I’m happy to be in a relationship with J, and am just full of joy. Sometimes it’s hard, sometimes it’s tough, but sometimes a little note or text from J will light up my entire week. Don’t even get me started on the adorable coupon book J gave me last time I visited. We just…click together. I raise my glass to the first person whom I have love, and has loved me back (at the same time), and to whom I can actually see myself with a few months down the road, rather than feeling like a fox in a trap trying to chew my arm off. I love you baby.

ALSO! Today is one of my baby’s ‘doption day! (aka, Adoptiversary) I got my mischievous black kitty Kinsey two years ago today. He’s three and a half years old, and he’s been in my life for 24 whole months. Even when he’s knocking breakable things off shelves, or chewing through things (yes, he thinks he’s my dog), I remember how cute he is curled up next to me while watching tv or reading a book, and how he always greets me at the door when I come home, and how he made the trip from Colorado to Philadelphia (4 days) with barely a complaint…and I just remember how incredibly glad I am to have him in my life. I raise my glass to Kinsey, and the day my little gay homosexual naughty black terrorizing bundle of love entered my life.

That is all.

Essin’ Em