richer and naked

Time is the mirror into which you stare. That's what Robert Penn Warren called it. Who the heck am I to disagree with such a brilliant human being? My spin on the whole can of oysters is that Time is a paradox. Time takes you to where you want to be while simultaneously taking you away from where you want to be. 2 1 3 will regulate Teens want to be older and twenty's want to be richer and thirty's don't know what they want and forties just want to get naked and fifties want to be younger and if you're extremely fortunate you'll consider yourself extremely fortunate to have someone you can love. How did suck become such a negative verb? It's just odd that the lines aren't longer for honey. Alas, people have things to do. Xboxing, playstationing, spouting off political persiflage, mowing, trimmin', designing tacky clothing and hats, photographing celebs, fudgin' about their age, fudgin' about their weight, and stranding shopping carts no where near the cart alley. Yeah, blogging too.
Count me extremely fortunately.
I love you, Gorgeous.

question

I thought about life and beauty
I thought about you and your eyes
I thought about land and water
I thought about rainbows and dreams
I thought about the sky and eternity
I thought about the question:
Will you marry me?

zing

Peace screams from the abandoned boulevards and desolate avenues, larynx bloody. The power to be human is stolen daily. The poor ignore themselves hourly. The rich kill themselves religiously. It's beyond sad and way past time to walk down another path. The economy is good and the harvest is high. There is no good reason to sink teeth into other than the irrational belief that bigger is better and decisions are best left to the institution. Stronger is better and strength requires a decision and hard work. Waving flags and slinging slogans are merely hand jobs for the fear in our hearts. Peace is strength. Stand up, dadgumit.

She makes my body zing, my mind ring, and my soul sing. By her side is where I want to be forever.
I love you, Gorgeous.

Savannah

I had forgotten how beautiful Savannah was. Naturally it was crowded for the weekend of the Fourth. We didn't have a problem finding a room though. Parking was tricky. Once we got parked Friday evening we walked a two blocks to River Street and got on the waiting list to eat at the Cotton Exchange. We stood on River Street to wait for a table to become available. While waiting we watched the fireworks. We had a fantastic view. Seeing the fireworks light up the sky over the river was really beautiful. The food wasn't too good and I doubt that I'll ever eat there again. Fortunately, there's a wide variety of restaurants to choose from along River Street.
On Saturday we looked at antiques and a wide variety of "stuff" for sale at all the shoppes along River Street. It seemed like we went into a hundred different stores. I enjoyed every minute of it though. When I'm with Gorgeous, everything is beautiful. It started raining like crazy while we were "plundering" the shoppes. Lightening flashing, thunder smashing, and us two lovebirds just as happy as could be.
She laughed until her body shook. From ear to ear her lips spread and her teeth shined and the sound of her laughter filled my ears and heart. Time with Gorgeous is beyond the best dream that I could ever imagine. Despite good advice to the contrary, I do believe that we'll be married within the next weeks. What's the rush? Why wait? It's right and the time is now. Know your time. Own it.
I love you, Gorgeous!

you crazy diamond

As I said several posts ago, we looked at diamond rings a week after we met. Gorgeous fell in love with one of the first ones that she saw. I loved it too. It looked fantastic on her. We had a misunderstanding over that and she said that she wanted me to get one that was less expensive. I'm not, but to humor her we looked at estate rings at a pawn shop yesterday. The lady behind the counter was very knowledgeable. The second ring that she showed us was ten thousand american dollars. Time stood still in my little, disbelieving heart. I didn't like the way the ring looked and neither did Gorgeous but the fact that they had a ring that expensive at a pawn shop/estate jewelry store was quite an eye opener. Whoa.
We're going away for the weekend. Her son is spending the weekend with his dad. We're going to the ocean. Whew. It's going to be a fantastic weekend. It amazes me how compatible we are. Whether we're cleaning, shopping for groceries, plundering the Goodwill, watching a movie, licking each other, discussing theology, collecting receipts, people watching, just whatever, there's no place that I would rather be than with her. People get on to us for our public displays of affection. Teens are getting hooked on meth, husbands are beating their wives, politicians are selling and stealing our votes and our future, and people are running red lights left and right, and people have problems with our love. Let it ring... Happy Fourth of July!

come on people now
smile on your brother

oops

We had our first misunderstanding. It lasted less than twenty-four hours but it was heart-wrenching. We made it through it though. Things were different for several hours and I thought that we weren't ever going to get back to the way it was. Everything is good now. I've got a plan in motion that I should have started last Thursday. Things are really good now but they are going to be fantastic by next weekend. I can't say anything else about it now, but I can't wait to write all this down.
It is a beautiful day.
Peace and Love. Everything else is small stuff.

abandoned

Fernbank might be plan B. The Georgia Aquarium has vaulted to the top of the go list. The dam tour was abandoned because they discontinued the tours several years ago. Instead, we cleaned internal combustion machines. We also gained another boy. Gorgeous told me that one day a young boy just wandered down the road from his house to stay at hers. Apparently, his mother is on drugs on pretty heavy and isn't capable of looking after him. Occasionally, his grandmother will pick him and keep him for a week or so. Yesterday we were sitting on the porch and his grandmother drove by to drop him off. She had called beforehand to make sure someone was at home. So basically, Gorgeous has reared an extra boy since he was a toddler. Gorgeous has a huge heart and it's made of gold. Last night we ate blt's and talked about the future, love, and sex. It's all good.

get a girl inside your head
get out of the way
write yourself a postcard
when there's nothing left to say -furs