Monthly Archives: March 2012

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January texts Part 3

Monday, January 24
6:17 am Good morning!  It’s zero…yikes.  Off to MGH to hear about chemo and wigs.  Bleh.  But woke up smiling.  You know why.  Have a marvelous Monday!
8:18 am  Phil: Good luck.  Does not sound like any fun
12:28 pm Luck worked – thanks!  Chemo news much easier than I thought.  8 treatments, 2 wks apart so Feb-May.  Wig consult was fun, insurance covers it!  Not a bad day! 
7:24 pm Good day?  Hanging out listening to a project meeting. 🙂
Tuesday, January 25
7:59 am Another snowy morning!  14 degrees.  Weatherman didn’t forecast it, but you did.  Heh.  Have a terrific Tuesday!  [with photo of the lot]
6 pm Hope you had a wondrous Wednesday.  Going to see Mom and cousin in from out of town.
10:41 pm Did you listen to Obama?  Had a nice dinner at Mom’s.  Trying to do more project work now.  Sleep well, sweet man.
Wednesday,  January 26
7:20 am Phil: Like I had a choice? He was on every channel!  Had a short evening and got another busy day today.  The hits keep coming.   🙂  🙂
7:55 am Phil:  Did you see the photos on the facebook group?  How did you get on there so quick?
3:59 pm Hiya!  Busy day, worked then tests at MGH.  Bleh.  Off to see my niece – she’ll improve my day!  Psst…most tvs have an off switch.   🙂  Gread photos on FB!  Snow here, 10 inches expected.  Whee!
5:27 pm Phil: No snow here.  That off switch would have required me to pry my ass off the couch.  Gotta train the dogs to fetch the damn remote.
9:11 pm Meant to say something important but you mentioned your ass and I forgot…

10:00 pm Phil: GeezzZzzz
10:01 pm  🙂
Thursday, January 27
7:31 am Good morning!  Another foot of snow… Have a super Thursday!
7:45 am Phil: Damn, glad I live in a decent area where it doesn’t snow every day.
9:59 pm Hey, kid.  Good day?  Uneventful for me, thank goodness.  Dinner at Tx rdhse agan w/ project folks.  Sleep well, sweet man.
Friday, January 28
7:43 am Phil: It was a good day.  All long ones but getting settled, sort of.  Snow yesterday, lots of meetings today.  Yippee!   🙂  🙂
8:04 pm Sun on snow mountain.  Beautiful morning.  Hope your day rolls along well!  [with parking lot photo of the huge snow berm]
5:06 pm Headed out… TGIF!  Hope you have a good evening.  Tell me what you eat.   🙂
Saturday, January 29
10:15 am Good morning!  32 here, might see melting!  Busy today?  Hope it’s fun!
11:07 am  Phil: Not bad here.  Putting stuff away, hanging things.  Have to work tonight.
3:22 pm Sent 30 emails, beg for project helpers.  Enjoy!
3:26 am Phil: Went out for lunch.  Had the jambalaya.  Awesome!
3:27 pm Glad you got out!  Envious…
7:15 pm Your kind of special at a bar.   🙂
[photo of $13.95 twin lobster special]
8:42 pm Phil: Oh that’s awesome!
Sunday, January 30
3:34 am Phil: Just got in from work.  Makes me want to change things.
9:21 am Good morning!  Pretty here, smells like the ocean…
9:28 am  Careful about change.  Get advice?  Tricky stuff.
10:53 am Phil: Yeah, working with locals.
10:53 am Damn, I feel good. Wish you were around to… um, take advantage of it.  🙂
7:00 pm Busy evening?  I’m looking for distraction later.
7:11 pm Phil: Watchin the pro bowl.  Taking a quiet easy evening.
7:56 pm Fb chat or phone possible at some point?  Can be mild, medium or hot.  😉
9:00 pm Thai supper – satay, spring rolls and that soup. 
10:46 pm You asleep?
10:55 pm Heading to bed.  Call or text if you want me.  Otherwise sleep well, sweet man.  Xoo.
Monday, January 31
6:13 am Good morning!  Have fun with the snow!  Just cold here, 20’s.
7:24 am Phil: Yea cold here too.  Already snowing.  Was exhausted last nite, my three o-clock follies with work took their toll.  Have a great week!  [photo of him]
1:49 pm What’s the proper term for that uniform?  Looking good, kid!
1:56 pm Phil: [term for that uniform].  
2:01 pm Is there a slang term?  That term doesn’t slide off the tongue.  But very sharp looking.   🙂
2:03 pm Phil: No slang that I know of.  
2:14 pm You look like you’re having fun.  Great to see.
5:18 pm Heading out for sushi!  Woot!  And to meet possible new kitties.  Hope you have a good evening!
10:01 pm My new kitties!  (with photo of two cats in their carrier)
11:04 pm Phil: Oh good for you!  They’re cute.  Dealing with a suicide that just happened.  What a nightmare
11:10 pm Thanks.  Hope they’ll be good cats for us.  So sorry about the student… Will pray for you all.  Anything more I can do, tell me.
(12:17 am I pinged him when I noticed he was live on facebook – we got to chat!)
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Ass play chat

10:42pm Sunday January 23, 2011
We were texting back and forth after a football game.

He posted a very sportsmanlike comment on Facebook.
I suggested FB chat and waited… 
10:42pm  Phil Hey
10:42pm Well, hello there.
You wanna fuck?
10:44pm Phil Oh yeah,
10:44pm You make me so hot…
10:45pm Phil My cock is so hard, need a hot mouth or pussy
10:46pm I want to suck on you until you explode… all over me…
10:47pm Phil Would love to cum on you. Shooting on your tits and face
10:47pm then I’d climb on top of you and ride you…torture you..
10:48pm Phil Your pussy is as tight as I imagined.
10:49pm Shove that cock inside me, Philip. 
10:49pm Phil Oh yeah, fuck me girl
10:50pm I am so wet.. so hot for you..
10:50pm Phil You need a hard cock
10:50pm You know it..In and out… over and over
10:52pm Phil You need to be fucked hard and fast, cock buried deep, 
balls slapping your ass
10:53pm Yes
Please
Make me burn
Make me scream
10:54pm Phil Cum on my hard cock
Cum on girl, let go
10:55pm I can’t stay still… I am rocking on you…
my fingernails scraping down your back… begging for it.  Higher, harder…
10:59pm Phil Pounding it now
11:00pm Damn it… you are so fucking hot
11:00pm Phil Ride that cock, fuck me
11:01pm Bite my shoulder.
Tell me you can feel it… clenching for you…
pulsing
11:03pm Phil I can absolutely feel that pussy clench, squeezing my cock
11:03pm you are so hard.. so hot… you know just how to fuck me…
11:04pm Phil Gonna go jerk off in the shower thinking of that hot pussy
Gonna cum buckets
11:05pm Ooh, man…
Press me against the shower wall…
bend me over…
11:06pm Phil And bury that cock
11:06pm yes, sir…
deep
shove it
inside
and twist
11:06pm Phil Oh yeah
11:06pm fit together, we do
stop
then start
make my ass yours…
11:09pm Phil Ooh like to do that ass
11:09pm fill it
Damn, you are making me cum all over the place…
11:10pm Phil I would love to fuck that tight ass
11:12pm How would you do it….
man, I would love to feel your hands on my ass… 
feel your cock pressing..
11:19pm Phil I would use lots of lube. Slip a finger in first
Rub my cock over your ass, feeling that tight hole opening
Slowly, very slowly
Pressing gently, feeling your ass open for my cock
11:21pm mmmmm….
11:21pm Phil So tight
Easing inside,
Holding your hips now, pulling you onto my cock
11:22pm oh, man…
11:22pm Phil So hot, so tight, damn
I want to fuck that ass but gotta go slow.
Reaching around to rub your clit
Pussy’s wet
11:24pm oh, my god… I was just wishing for that…
you are so good…
11:25pm Phil Now moving slowly, oh feels so good
Fingers rubbing your clit, my cock buried in your ass, ummm
Man I need to cum
11:26pm Do it…
11:26pm Phil Would love to fill your ass with my cum
11:27pm I’ve never had that… wants it..
wanna know what it feels like…
11:28pm Phil Ummmm.  
would be a lot at the moment, hot cum spraying into your ass
11:28pm your hips on me…slick..
your hands on me..
you inside
wild..
electric
11:31pm Phil
Off to the shower to stroke my hard cock till my cum sprays all over the walls
11:32pm me too…fingers…
wish they were yours..
11:32pm Phil Rub that pussy, love it
11:32pm wish you could watch…
see what you make you do…
11:33pm Phil Me too
11:33pm See me twist and writhe
11:33pm Phil Mmm
11:33pm and shout your name when I explode…
you should go…
I should go
thank you..
I needed that so bad…
11:35pm Phil Nite
11:35pm NIte, kid.
  
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January texts Part 2

Wednesday, January 19
12:05 am Phil: Watched NCIS too.  Cold, frozen over here.
12:07 am Me: Still raining, brutal here.  Long day?
12:17 am Phil: Yea, all long, I’m pooped and 5:00 am comes early.  Working 6 am to 6:30pm ish.  Just a lump at the end of the day.
12:19 am Me: Sweet dreams…
8:56 am Me: Good morning!  37 and gray.  More rain.  Ick.  I’m off to final prep for conference tomorrow, remembering how interesting you made the one in August!
10:35 pm Me: Hiya, kid.  Good day?  Busy at my office for once.  Quiet evening, did more project publicity.  Ate Vietnamese food.  Yum.  Sleep well, sweet man.
Thursday, January 20
7:03 am Good morning!  Off to the office early to run the conference.  200 people!  Have a great day!
7:43 am Phil: Good morning!  Have a great one!  Having a blast!
6:00 pm Me: Hiya!  Conference is over.  Woot!  Went smoothly except a co-worker didn’t show.  Wrote at 4:18 pm “sorry, sick, slept all day.”  Ick.  Hope your day went well.  On home to more publicity!
7:00 pm Phil: Good today!  Had fun learning the ropes.  Visited some spots near my office, getting the lay of the land,  All in all a good day.  Temps supposed to drop way below zero tonight!  Yuck!    All good!  Gonna go have a drink, meet new folks.
Friday, January 21
7:40 am Me: Good morning!  Another snowy morning here!  Have a super day!
8:00 am Phil:  Wind chill is 22 below here!  Good God!  You have a great day too!
1:21 pm Me: Storm’s over, sun’s out!  Woot!  Hope you’re staying warm.  Did you drive to work or walk in the snow? 
4:59 pm Me: Heading out for the WEEKEND!  Woot!  Hope you can relax a bit.  Xxoo
10:38 pm Me: Hey, kid.  Good day?  Had a great Italian dinner out, love bolongese!  Made Hubby buy pants.  Quiet evening, more project work – emailed you a sample.  Sleep well, sweet man.
Saturday, January 22
8:32 am Phil: work issues, more unpacking.  That will be my day.  Enjoy!
11:33 pm Hey, kid.  In the hospital e.r.  Odd chest pain, being monitored.  Bored.  You good?  Sleep well, sweet man.

11:50 pm Hey you.  Take care of yourself.  I’m good, going to bed, beat but good.  I’ll take time to pray.  Nite.
Sunday, January 23
5:30 am Me: Good morning!  Coldest here in 6 yrs.  Wish you wouldn’t send us your weather!  Have a great day!
7:04 am Me: Home from hospital.  Gonna sleep. J
9:31 am Phil: Glad to hear you are home.  Snowing here!
1:09 pm Me: Go Team!  Where are you watching?  Fingers crossed for your team!
9:58 pm Me: You are a good fan.  Bravo for being a good sport. Makes me want you.  Here.  Now.  Inside me. Probably shouldn’t say… but it’s true.  Sleep well, sweet man.
10:00 pm Phil: Night, girl. J
10:11 pm You may be the only man in the world who can make me dripping wet with two words and a smiley, kid.  I’m off to bed.  I wish you were there to lie back and let me make you a mess, too!
10:28 pm Phil: JJ
10:35 pm Stop that or I may be forced to beg you to fuck me in a frickin text msg!
10:38 pm Phil:  Ooohhh.  I need to make a mess.
10:38 pm How can I help!  I wanna watch!
10:39 pm Actually, I want to suck.. and touch.  Oof.
10:40 pm No chance of fb chat I suppose…
10:40 pm Phil: Ha!  That’s what I need, a hot mouth willing to suck me dry.
(he pinged me on FB chat at 10:42 pm…)

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Do Bad Things With You

January 18, 2011

Fun honky tonk tune
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDY42pFwq7c
Bad Things 
by Jace Everett
When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.
I don’t know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I’m the kind to sit up in his room.
Heart sick an’ eyes filled up with blue.
I don’t know what you’ve done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
I don’t know what you’ve done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.
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January texts Part 1

The good news?  Phil kept in touch after he moved.  

The bad news?  Not much and mostly via very brief text messages.  No phone calls. By the middle of the month – no more Facebook messages.  We did manage a Facebook chat now and then…  No, he never said why things changed.  So I got a new lesson in patience, and learned to distill my thoughts into about 100 characters a message or less.  Ah, brevity! 

But it was something!

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January 2011

texts
Note: times show up in the Eastern zone, but his are an hour earlier (Central time)
New year, new day
Between Phil and You
[Phil posted a gorgeous photo of the view out his kitchen window at sunrise to his FB wall]

January 2 at 9:16am
Good morning! Hope your day is off to a great start! Amazing coffee view! Warm – 45, but rain and fog as the snow melts. Quiet lot. Have a great day!
Phil January 2 at 9:30am
Freezing this morning. In search of a newspaper. Not as easy as it sounds.

January 2 at 9:46am

Forget about the “dead trees” newspaper. Go online! The same news, only better!
Phil January 2 at 9:52am
Old fashioned. Still love the morning paper
January 2 at 10:11am
Sure. I know. I’m the last person on my floor get it delivered. But in a pinch… go to the net! The beach paper, the NY Times, and CNN, Google News and the BBC! Whee!
1:18 pm Me: Go Team!
1:19 pm Phil: Woo Hooo
2:23 pm Me: Looking good at half time!
3:45 pm Me: Congrats! [His teams won]
4:00 pm Me: Weird the final scores were exactly the same 
4:03 pm Me: Damn… when your teams wins, makes me want to…
4:13 pm Phil: Scream GO TEAM!
4:15 pm Me: Make you scream, yes…

Phil January 2 at 7:56pm
Having Legal Seafood Chowder for dinner. Sam’s carries it. Yummy!

8:02 pm Phil: [photo of his living room fire]
8:03 pm Ahhh.  Chowder and a fire.  And House on TV
8:10 pm Me: Wow, looks awesome!  We’re eating at Tx Roadhouse again.

January 2 at 9:15pm
This [him eating Legal Seafood chowder] makes me smile. A lot. JJJ

January 2 at 9:30pm
P.S. I made up my mind.

Back to work
Between Phil and You
January 3 at 8:02am
Good morning! Happy Monday! Gorgeous morning here – clear, cold, windy…31. Quiet in the lot. Snow mostly gone except for the 30 ft mountain at this end. Have a great day!
January 3 at 10:20am
Are you in the office today? I’m back to work! Everyone is cheery, thank goodness. Shouldn’t take two weeks off… forget why it’s important. And I have to sit at my desk. Which you have seared. Again. 🙂
January 3 at 4:28pm
Hope you’re being productive! Quiet here. Still tough to catch up, and get ready to be out for surgery tomorrow. But able to focus, thank god. Off to help a peep in crisis!
6:51 pm Me: You survive? We’re at Tx Roadhouse again, peep in crisis needed prime rib

January 3 at 11:14pm
Headed to bed. Check in at MGH 9 am. Home by noon, in theory. Trying not to worry, mostly succeeding. Not scared about surgery… waiting is the worst, but that’s my office manager side. Sleep well, sweet man.
Tuesday, January 4
12:01 am Phil: Yeah, good day.  Having a pre-bed scotch
12:09 am Phil: Prime rib is a good thing. Enjoy.
7:29 am Me: Morning! Off to MGH for 2nd surgery. Have a great day!
2:51 pm Me: Had an easy time, home eating a cheeseburger!  J
3:15 pm Phil: Good for you!  Glad to hear it. J
10:21 pm Phil: Good day, learned a lot, completely worn out.  Time for bed.
10:22 pm Me: Feeling good.  Korean dinner.  Nap.  Sleep well, sweet man.
Wednesday, January 5
10:21 pm Me: Good day? Stayed home per doc’s order, but got lots done
Thursday, January 6
8:09 am Morning!  Gorgeous day. Back to work.  Have a great day!
11:40 am Me: Tell me there are no racy videos you broadcast in prior commands…
12:13 pm Phil: Uh no.  J
12:14 pm Phil: I am good on that front.
12:14 pm Me: Phew.  J
12:15 pm Me: did you know him?
12:16 pm Phil: No but I know people who do
12:51 pm Me: Reasonable demotion or scapegoated?
1:22 pm Phil: Much ado over nothing in my opinion.  Sensationalism and over reaction.  Those videos were done five years ago.
1:24 pm Me: That’s what I thought.  Thanks.
6:28 pm Me: First time tasting bacon cream cheese… OMG delicious!

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From: Sassy Girl
Subject: Recipe for bacon cream cheese
Date: January 6, 2011 6:35:00 PM EST
To: Phil

Here’s a recipe – don’t think there are eggs in the version I bought handmade from the gourmet store, but it tastes amazing!  Sort of like boursin spread but slightly bacon… yum!  

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7:19 pm Phil: Bacon!  Bacon anything is delicious.
7:52 pm Me: Sent you recipe…Might be good for your Super Bowl party.  J

Friday, January 7
4:41 pm Me: Time to relax yet?  Hope you had a good week…
5:21 pm Phil: Was an amazing week!  I’m headed off to the bar in a few for a drink with the rest of the gang.  This is fun, lots of work but great fun.  Had Deep dish with real Italian sausage, bacon, ricotta cheese, oh my god!  Going to go check out other places to eat over the weekend.  I’m beat though.  Been a heck of a week.  Hope you had a good one too. 
6:40 pm Me: Fabulous to hear it’s fun, you can drink w/ them, and you found great food!  I had fun drooling over menus online.  Enjoy!
Saturday, January 8

Phil January 8 at 7:48am
Cold windy morning here. On my way to the gym and then to hang some things up on the walls. Snowed last night. Gotta love this weather. Typing on my new IPAD. Cool little toy!
8:07 am Me: Good morning! Snow!  Busy project work day – set up snacks.  Have a great day!
10: 10 am Me: [photo of snowy parking lot]
Snowy Saturday!
10:15 am Phil: Yuck! Snowed here last night.
10:19 am Me: It’s coming down in big flakes, almost a white-out, but camera won’t show that. How much did you get?
10:22 am Phil: Maybe an inch, supposed to get more today
10:24 am Phil: [photo of gorgeous view out his window]
My view from the recliner
10:25 am Me: Breathtaking view!
10:28 am Me: Wish I could um… Kneel at your feet.  J feeling frisky.
January 8 at 10:29am

Ooh… IPADs are wicked cool. What’s a neat trick it does? Will it replace the laptop? And the Kindle? Parts of the phone?

11:00 am Me: Oh, I adore egg mcmuffins!  Hubby talked me into popping across the street to get him breakfast…

January 8 at 11:14am
Week was good and bad. Good news from surgeon – 2nd surgery a success – no more cancer cells! On to oncology 1/24. Bleh. Great Vietnamese food from Ginger Exchange – bao bao (teryaki beef & lettuce in poofy bun). Work was very quiet. Staff liked my presents – asian china soup bowls and miso soup mix. Dad is in very bad shape. Hubby being major jerk – wants new cats right away when I’m not ready, and met young woman new years eve he can’t shut up about. *sigh* But I feel great. Project work is great!

January 8 at 12:06pm
Busy project morning – did paperwork! Helped with publicity – approved the press release and updated newspaper contact list, then read proposal draft for the next project! Woot! Off to buy snacks, and see my dad. Whee! Have a great day!

2:03 pm Me: Got project peeps fed.  Off to see dad!
3:17 pm Me: [photo of a nursing home]
Nursing home in the snow… Dad’s not good.  How’s your dad?
3:20 pm Phil: Better today.  Dad is Cranky which is a good thing.
3:21 pm Me: Your dad home?
3:25 pm Me: or rehab?
3:26 pm Me: Yay for cranky!   J Going to see Mom now.
3:44 pm Phil: Still at the hospital
4:08 pm Me: Saw Mom.  She scared us w/ a bladder infection but better today.  How’s your Mom?
10:23 pm Phil: Whoooooooo! Let’s go team!
10:27 pm Me: Woot!  Why are they playing tonight?
10:28 pm Phil: Play offs!
11:03 pm Me: Wow… that was amazing!  Congrats!  [his team won]
11:05 pm Phil: What a game!!!!!!!
11:05 pm Me: you doing a happy dance?
11:06 pm Phil: Oh yeah!  Oh yeah!
11:34 pm Me: Oh, great… 
11:39 pm Phil: Yeah!
Sunday, January 9

8:08 am Me: Good morning!

[He posted a photo on Facebook of his breakfast]

3:23 pm Phil: Franks Diner in Kenosha, full garbage plate with three meats!  I need a nap!
3:24 pm Me: Hee!  I was just reading about them online.
3:26 pm Me: Serious Eats blogged about them less than a month ago.
3:26 pm Phil: Oh my god, what a plate full of food!
3:27 pm Phil: Awesome, fun place
3:27 pm Me: did you talk to them?
3:29 pm Phil: Oh yeah, met the owners, great folks
3:30 pm Phil: 5 eggs, must have been a lb of sausage, ham and bacon too
3:30 pm Me: drool
4:53 pm Me: off to project mtg, then a big dinner with 25 people!  J Remember Christopher’s?  That’s the pub for tonight.  Have a great evening!  <3
5:35 pm Phil: Have fun!

January 9 at 11:46pm
Meeting went really fast and well – less than 45 minutes to go into two proposals and four reports. Zoom!  People said I know how to run a meeting. Yup.
January 9 at 11:52pm
Great evening – 30 people! We changed the restaurant last minute and had to reach everyone with 4 hours notice. Whee! We had the upper floor of the pub, table hopped and made announcements and sang! Hubby stayed home, so I hosted and mingled alone.  I got hugs, too. Success!

January 10 at 12:26am
After midnight… in trouble thinking philosophical drivel again. Don’t dare type anything except… sleep well, sweet man. 🙂

Monday, January 10
7:39 am Me: Good morning! Hope you have a great Monday.  Clear and cold, 20, here.
7:52 am Phil: Good morning. Finished my workout.  Ready to start the day.  No garbage plate today!  Supposed to snow.
Tuesday, January 11
8:02 am Me: Good morning!  Hope your Tuesday will be fun.  Cold here, 21, sun.  But threatening a foot of snow overnight.  Whee!

January 11 at 8:23am
Phil The start of another day! Have a dinner this evening at Cafe Pyrenees in Libertyville. Snowing again. I love it. My brother will be here tomorrow. Excited about that! Hope you have an amazing day!

January 11 at 11:06am
You love snow? That didn’t take long to win you over.  Oooh. Restaurant looks incredible. Paella photos? 🙂 Are you exploring or being wined and dined by co-workers?

Phil January 11 at 11:09am
Wined and dined. I’m sure I will go back though. I’m enjoying the weather cause it’s different. See how I feel in a few months.

January 11 at 5:00pm
Hope you had a good day.  Starting to settle in?  The forecast is scaring the crap out of people.  My employer announced we’re closed tomorrow! SNOW DAY! We’re never closed… weird. So I get to stay home and PARTY! heh.

January 11 at 6:47pm
Having thai food for supper… chicken satay and tom ka guy, that soup I got you to try. Yum.

en.wikipedia.org
Tom kha gai (Lao: ຕົ້ມຂ່າໄກ່; Thai: ต้มข่าไก่, RTGS: tom kha kai, IPA: [tôm kʰàː kàj]), literally “chicken galangal soup”) is a spicy hot soup in Laotian cuisine and Thai Cuisine. This soup is made with coconut milk, galangal, lemon grass and chicken. The fried chillies add a smoky flavor as well as

January 11 at 10:47pm
Hope you had a nice evening out. Just watched NCIS. They mentioned National Harbor. Everything is pointing my head back there tonight. Heh. Sleep well, sweet man.

Wednesday, January 12
7:49 am Me: [photo of very snowy parking lot] Wednesday white out!
7:51 am Phil: Got over a foot here too.  Gonna be great weather for the game Sunday!
8:01 am Me: Woke up from a dream about us… Grocery shopping!  Laughing at seeing Freihoffer’s choc chip cookies here.  So odd what my sleeping brain does!
8:04 am Phil: I used to love those cookies.   J
8:07 am Me: I was on the Freddie Freihoffer Show on TV for my 4th birthday.  Freaky.
8:12 am Phil: Cool.  I remember that show.
8:13 am Me: Did you leave one of the doggies at the beach?
8:35 am Phil: Oh no!  All here
8:37 am Me: Hunh.  Guess one of them is camera shy… Cool
9:24 am Phil: She’s too fast.  Other two are hams.
9:25 am Me: She must sleep sometime… J
9:54 am Me: Snow day breakfast – ham and cheese omelet, toast with European style butter and raspberry jam, sliced kiwi and OJ!  


8:57 pm Me: Snow supper!  Chunky beef stew, mushrooms and garlic added, over no yolk egg noodles, sprinkled with parmesan cheese! 


Thursday, January 13
5:59 pm Phil: Whoooooo hoooooo  Great DAY!
10:21 pm Me: Everything go well? 
11:04 pm Phil: Awesome!
11:06 pm Me: Hooray!  Tell me a little
11:11 pm Me:  If you’re worn out, never mind.  I can wait…. Maybe call me when your walking the dogs or some time.   J
11:13 pm Me: but I am wicked curious!

Friday, January 14
7:34 am Me: Good morning!  Hope your day is off to a super start.  Clear and cold.  19…brrr.
8:31 am Phil: Just finished at the gym.  Ready for work!
8:32 am Me: Woot!
8:33 am Me: driving to work? or walking?  J
9:18 am Me: Sign at McDonald’s says “Tall, Sweet and has hot friends…” Reminded me of you!  Have a wonderful day




6:07 pm Me: Red velvet cupcake!

7:15 pm Me: Wish you were here… Huge hotel room – gorgeous view. King size bed, dual shower head – gives me ideas, things we could do, oof.  They’re using it for a project meeting.
8:06 pm Me: Major computer problems last minute… Praying hard they can work around it.  Never a dull moment!  Hope you’re having a calmer evening that I am!
9:08 pm Me: Chaos has been avoided!  Headed to the Grand Ballroom to set up.  Ah, projects!
Saturday, January 15
12:28 am Me: It all came together!  HUGE crowd… nearly 250!  Headed home to collapse.  Sleep well, sweet man.
12:59 am Phil: Nite Sass.  Sleep well.  Glad it all worked out.
9:08 am Me: Good morning!  Happy Saturday!  Cold and clear, 19.

10:44 am Me:  Zoe’s brunch – ham/cheese omelet, English muffin, home fries, banana bread and OJ!
Sunday, January 16
3:40 pm  Me: [photo of the 99 restaurant front door] Calypso shrimp.  Yum!
4:27 pm Me: Bring it!  Time to stop the talk and walk the walk!
4:45 pm Phil: Whooooo!   [start of the play-off game]
6:05 pm Me: Happy half-time, kid.
6:09 pm Phil: What a game!
6:15 pm Me: J
7:46 pm Me: Wow!  Congrazs  J J  [when his team won]
11:36 pm Me:  Hey, kid, you look wicked hot smoking that cigar…. Gave me ideas…. 😉 Sleep well, sweet man.
Monday, January 17
11:10 am Phil: What address for gmail?  Is it .net or .com?
11:52 am Me: .com or go to google main page and click on the tab top center
Tuesday, January 18
8:13 am Me: Good morning!  Nasty here – snow with sleet over it, rain coming… Slippery!  Hope you have a fun day!
8:19 am Phil: Wet and icky here too.  Gonna be a great day!
6:16 pm Me: Good day?  Man this weather sucks – pouring rain over the ice, deep water or slush.  Bleh.  Staying in and doing project publicity!
11:51 pm Me: Hope you had a good evening.  Quiet here, did online publicity.  Saw NCIS.  Remembered D.C. fondly.  Sleep well, sweet man.

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New Year's Day Part 2

New Year’s Day 2011

[Phil is driving half way across the country headed home.  We talked for nearly two hours earlier, but I thought I had one more thing to say.  I am lying on my bed talking with him.]

7:29 pm text Me: Safe to call me back?  One more thought…
I thought I was ready to tell him I love him.  


7:30 pm Call

Philip called me back at 7:30 pm.  I was flustered because I had not expected it so soon.  I dashed to my bedroom so I could be sure Hubby would not overhear.  I wanted to say I love you.  He asked what was up, and I said, “Never mind, I lost my nerve.”  I realized I really need to be with him, see his face when I say it.  Ugh.  Who knows when that will be?!  
He let it go immediately and started telling me about about how cold it was.  He had stopped to get gas and it was 9 degrees!  I asked if it was windy or just cold.  He said windy, too.  I asked how much he paid for gas, and he said ‘$3.09” but that wasn’t bad compared to the $3.31 he’d shelled out earlier in the day at a rest stop somewhere in OH.  Even at that, it cost him $42 to gas up his little car.  Thank goodness it doesn’t take much gas.  I marveled at how it didn’t matter what he was talking about… even gas prices… I adore listening to him!  
He talked about how the coffee would taste awfully good when he got to work in weather that cold.  I asked if he would have to make his own coffee and he said he didn’t know.  He talked about work for a bit, trying to explain it to me, telling me about the people he had met so far and the first challenges he forsees.  I adore it when he does that.  But pretty soon I could tell the weight of it was starting to creep in, so I changed the subject, asking where he was.

He said he was within an hour of home.  We talked about different cities that are fun to visit – he said he liked New York, Boston is good, Chicago, not L.A. but San Francisco was nice.  We talked about the buildings that make the skyline like the Transamerica, the Sears Tower or our Hancock Tower.  I said they light up a big #1 down the side of it when our sports teams are doing well.   He said he hoped it would be not be lit for the Patriots anytime soon.  I said I knew he would say that.  He said he tried to hold it back but just couldn’t.  We had a good chuckle.  

I asked if he was all set up to watch football tomorrow.  He said no, that the direct TV guy had blown him off and he called to reschedule but they didn’t get back to him.  He’d hassle them tomorrow, get some free stuff out of it.  He was going to watch at the bar nearby.
(The doorbell rang, and I signed the credit card slip and took in our pizza dinner without giving away what I was doing, then went back in the bedroom to talk more)
We talked more about football, then he said he’d better go, he was getting close to home and he would have to “inform the boss” of his impending arrival.  He warned me that he would have little time alone from here on, between his wife and his military responsibilities which would put him with other people most of the time. and that he’d be working a lot.  It felt like good-bye.
I said sure, take care of yourself, Philip, and got a little choked up (wondering when I’d hear his voice again) and he caught it, lowering his voice and saying very sweetly, “Bye Sass.”  
He hung up at 8 pm.

January 1 at 11:58pm
Hey, kid. Hope you made it home easily. Thanks for talking. Quiet evening – pizza, more L&O U.K. Sleep well, sweet man.


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New Year’s Day Part 2

New Year’s Day 2011

[Phil is driving half way across the country headed home.  We talked for nearly two hours earlier, but I thought I had one more thing to say.  I am lying on my bed talking with him.]

7:29 pm text Me: Safe to call me back?  One more thought…
I thought I was ready to tell him I love him.  


7:30 pm Call

Philip called me back at 7:30 pm.  I was flustered because I had not expected it so soon.  I dashed to my bedroom so I could be sure Hubby would not overhear.  I wanted to say I love you.  He asked what was up, and I said, “Never mind, I lost my nerve.”  I realized I really need to be with him, see his face when I say it.  Ugh.  Who knows when that will be?!  
He let it go immediately and started telling me about about how cold it was.  He had stopped to get gas and it was 9 degrees!  I asked if it was windy or just cold.  He said windy, too.  I asked how much he paid for gas, and he said ‘$3.09” but that wasn’t bad compared to the $3.31 he’d shelled out earlier in the day at a rest stop somewhere in OH.  Even at that, it cost him $42 to gas up his little car.  Thank goodness it doesn’t take much gas.  I marveled at how it didn’t matter what he was talking about… even gas prices… I adore listening to him!  
He talked about how the coffee would taste awfully good when he got to work in weather that cold.  I asked if he would have to make his own coffee and he said he didn’t know.  He talked about work for a bit, trying to explain it to me, telling me about the people he had met so far and the first challenges he forsees.  I adore it when he does that.  But pretty soon I could tell the weight of it was starting to creep in, so I changed the subject, asking where he was.

He said he was within an hour of home.  We talked about different cities that are fun to visit – he said he liked New York, Boston is good, Chicago, not L.A. but San Francisco was nice.  We talked about the buildings that make the skyline like the Transamerica, the Sears Tower or our Hancock Tower.  I said they light up a big #1 down the side of it when our sports teams are doing well.   He said he hoped it would be not be lit for the Patriots anytime soon.  I said I knew he would say that.  He said he tried to hold it back but just couldn’t.  We had a good chuckle.  

I asked if he was all set up to watch football tomorrow.  He said no, that the direct TV guy had blown him off and he called to reschedule but they didn’t get back to him.  He’d hassle them tomorrow, get some free stuff out of it.  He was going to watch at the bar nearby.
(The doorbell rang, and I signed the credit card slip and took in our pizza dinner without giving away what I was doing, then went back in the bedroom to talk more)
We talked more about football, then he said he’d better go, he was getting close to home and he would have to “inform the boss” of his impending arrival.  He warned me that he would have little time alone from here on, between his wife and his military responsibilities which would put him with other people most of the time. and that he’d be working a lot.  It felt like good-bye.
I said sure, take care of yourself, Philip, and got a little choked up (wondering when I’d hear his voice again) and he caught it, lowering his voice and saying very sweetly, “Bye Sass.”  
He hung up at 8 pm.

January 1 at 11:58pm
Hey, kid. Hope you made it home easily. Thanks for talking. Quiet evening – pizza, more L&O U.K. Sleep well, sweet man.


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New Year's Day Part 1

12:09 am text Phil: Happy New Year!

New year, new day
Between Phil and You
January 1 at 8:35am
Good morning! You driving? It’s WARM! 40, may hit 52! Gorgeous clear morning. Quiet in the lot. I woke full of pep!
9:07 am text Me: Good morning!
9:19 am text Phil: Morning.  In Rochester getting a doughnut and westward ho!
11:19 am text Me: Wow! Headed out for dim sum, our tradition to start off the new year off right!

11:23 am text Me: Sounds wonderful!  I like dim sum too.  Just hit Pennsylvania so making decent time.  Been a whirlwind couple of days.  Be good to get home and relax.
12:03 pm text Me: [photo] Suan La Chow Show – hot and sour wontons!

1:09 pm text Me: Home, full of dim sum.
1:58 pm text Me: Where now?
2:07 pm text Phil: Cleveland!
3:02 pm text Me: Doing ok?  How’s dad?
3 pm Phone call
[Summary: This was a more typical conversation – him telling one story after another.  Tried twice to get him to let me talk sexy to him… no go.  Ah, well. I was sitting at my desk, so I opened a file and typed in bits of our conversation as we talked.]
He ranted about hospitals and doctors, how they have scared everyone and made them come all that way when his dad was mostly okay, and they thought he had a DNR order when he didn’t, and how they mixed up his pills… yikes!
I told him about Mary Chung’s restaurant getting burgled.  We had to wait outside while the crime unit did their thing for half an hour.  Nothing was taken but an empty old broken cash register!  
He told me about New Year’s Eve – drank a lot – and played board games. 
He only got about 15 minutes of sleep yesterday, sitting in a chair at the hospital, though his family said he was still talking to them the entire time.  So he was awake from 6 am Thursday to 12:30 am Saturday (42 hours).  Got up at 5 am and hit the road.  Said he felt like crap until he got out of NY about 5 hrs later… but that he was bright eyed and bushy-tailed now.  I said that sounded good to me, tried to get him to talk sexy, but no go. 
He told me about hijinks with his brother – they got into a snowball fight outside the hospital!  His mother thought they’d be over it by the time they turned 50, but he hasn’t changed, still happy to be able to do what he’s always done. 
He said he’d been shoveling snow at the new place, making a run for the dogs. A neighbor came over with the snow blower, told him to use it whenever, yelled at him for stressing his heart.  He said the neighbors are nice.  They’ve been knocking on the door, bringing bottles of wine, very welcoming.
He’s set up his lawn furniture, ended up drinking a scotch outside with a neighbor, in 12 degree weather for 20 minutes!  
Said he built a “man cave” in the basement with his TVs and bar.  I had never heard that term before, but it makes a lot of sense.  Getting direct TV.
One of the neighbors called Sally a “haughty bitch,” said they will cure her of that, get her involved in planning neighborhood events.  Said the other wives will explain to her how it is.  Phil said he looks forward to seeing that.  His wife is not going to get a job right now.  Most of the wives don’t work outside the home – home schooling children, gardening, volunteering, etc.  I said I hope she can be happy there, might make her nicer overall.  He said time will tell and sighed.  
I told him my neighbors are gossiping about me, he asked why, I said because I’m sick.  He said that’s okay, shows their concern.
4:30 pm I asked if it was dark there.  He said no, reminded me that it’s an hour earlier out there.  He talked about the weather, how it was in the 50’s when he started but the weather now is 16 degrees!  He complained about various features on his car, and how he had to buy a different model than he wanted, but the “Amazon woman” (his wife) couldn’t sit in it because she is so tall from the waist to her head, she was hitting the roof.

He made a pit stop – I got to be in the men’s room again!  Something so freaky about that!
He talked about how much he likes the new place – they have a lot of conveniences and very safe, no one locks their doors.  He can store liquor out in the snow and it will be there when he comes back.  In bad weather, everything right there, don’t have to go far. He said he is thinks he will really enjoy it.
He said he was eager to get home to his dog, because he mopes while he’s gone, sits on the stairs near the door with his head and paws hanging over.  He said the other dogs don’t care, if “Mom” is there, they’re happy.  Also looking forward to a cold beer and some Scotch later on.
He described the gorgeous sunset he was seeing.  
He said he’d better go, needed to call his kids and check on his dad.  I asked if his kids were coming to visit.  He said he was trying to get them out there, but they were crying poor.  He said he might send them plane tickets if he could find a cheap fare.  
He thanked me for helping him pass the time, listening to his stupid stories.  Said he’d let me get back to the important stuff I was supposed to be doing.  I told him that talking to him is the best thing that I do.
5:21 pm he rang off 
But I couldn’t manage to let h
im go.  I googled for answers to various questions he had during our chat. 
6:50 pm text Me: Made it home yet?
6:57 pm text Phil: Not yet
6:59 pm text Me: found the name of that board game you played [name of game]

7:00 pm text Phil: That’s it
7:07 pm Me: Found flights under $160 if the kids are interested
7:08 pm text Me: yes I am bored and curious 🙂
7:08 pm text Me: expedia.com
7:19 pm text Phil: Cool!  Thanks
7:29 pm text Me: Safe to call me back?  One more thought…
I thought I was ready to tell him I love him.  



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New Year’s Day Part 1

12:09 am text Phil: Happy New Year!

New year, new day
Between Phil and You
January 1 at 8:35am
Good morning! You driving? It’s WARM! 40, may hit 52! Gorgeous clear morning. Quiet in the lot. I woke full of pep!
9:07 am text Me: Good morning!
9:19 am text Phil: Morning.  In Rochester getting a doughnut and westward ho!
11:19 am text Me: Wow! Headed out for dim sum, our tradition to start off the new year off right!

11:23 am text Me: Sounds wonderful!  I like dim sum too.  Just hit Pennsylvania so making decent time.  Been a whirlwind couple of days.  Be good to get home and relax.
12:03 pm text Me: [photo] Suan La Chow Show – hot and sour wontons!

1:09 pm text Me: Home, full of dim sum.
1:58 pm text Me: Where now?
2:07 pm text Phil: Cleveland!
3:02 pm text Me: Doing ok?  How’s dad?
3 pm Phone call
[Summary: This was a more typical conversation – him telling one story after another.  Tried twice to get him to let me talk sexy to him… no go.  Ah, well. I was sitting at my desk, so I opened a file and typed in bits of our conversation as we talked.]
He ranted about hospitals and doctors, how they have scared everyone and made them come all that way when his dad was mostly okay, and they thought he had a DNR order when he didn’t, and how they mixed up his pills… yikes!
I told him about Mary Chung’s restaurant getting burgled.  We had to wait outside while the crime unit did their thing for half an hour.  Nothing was taken but an empty old broken cash register!  
He told me about New Year’s Eve – drank a lot – and played board games. 
He only got about 15 minutes of sleep yesterday, sitting in a chair at the hospital, though his family said he was still talking to them the entire time.  So he was awake from 6 am Thursday to 12:30 am Saturday (42 hours).  Got up at 5 am and hit the road.  Said he felt like crap until he got out of NY about 5 hrs later… but that he was bright eyed and bushy-tailed now.  I said that sounded good to me, tried to get him to talk sexy, but no go. 
He told me about hijinks with his brother – they got into a snowball fight outside the hospital!  His mother thought they’d be over it by the time they turned 50, but he hasn’t changed, still happy to be able to do what he’s always done. 
He said he’d been shoveling snow at the new place, making a run for the dogs. A neighbor came over with the snow blower, told him to use it whenever, yelled at him for stressing his heart.  He said the neighbors are nice.  They’ve been knocking on the door, bringing bottles of wine, very welcoming.
He’s set up his lawn furniture, ended up drinking a scotch outside with a neighbor, in 12 degree weather for 20 minutes!  
Said he built a “man cave” in the basement with his TVs and bar.  I had never heard that term before, but it makes a lot of sense.  Getting direct TV.
One of the neighbors called Sally a “haughty bitch,” said they will cure her of that, get her involved in planning neighborhood events.  Said the other wives will explain to her how it is.  Phil said he looks forward to seeing that.  His wife is not going to get a job right now.  Most of the wives don’t work outside the home – home schooling children, gardening, volunteering, etc.  I said I hope she can be happy there, might make her nicer overall.  He said time will tell and sighed.  
I told him my neighbors are gossiping about me, he asked why, I said because I’m sick.  He said that’s okay, shows their concern.
4:30 pm I asked if it was dark there.  He said no, reminded me that it’s an hour earlier out there.  He talked about the weather, how it was in the 50’s when he started but the weather now is 16 degrees!  He complained about various features on his car, and how he had to buy a different model than he wanted, but the “Amazon woman” (his wife) couldn’t sit in it because she is so tall from the waist to her head, she was hitting the roof.

He made a pit stop – I got to be in the men’s room again!  Something so freaky about that!
He talked about how much he likes the new place – they have a lot of conveniences and very safe, no one locks their doors.  He can store liquor out in the snow and it will be there when he comes back.  In bad weather, everything right there, don’t have to go far. He said he is thinks he will really enjoy it.
He said he was eager to get home to his dog, because he mopes while he’s gone, sits on the stairs near the door with his head and paws hanging over.  He said the other dogs don’t care, if “Mom” is there, they’re happy.  Also looking forward to a cold beer and some Scotch later on.
He described the gorgeous sunset he was seeing.  
He said he’d better go, needed to call his kids and check on his dad.  I asked if his kids were coming to visit.  He said he was trying to get them out there, but they were crying poor.  He said he might send them plane tickets if he could find a cheap fare.  
He thanked me for helping him pass the time, listening to his stupid stories.  Said he’d let me get back to the important stuff I was supposed to be doing.  I told him that talking to him is the best thing that I do.
5:21 pm he rang off 
But I couldn’t manage to let him go.  I googled for answers to various questions he had during our chat. 
6:50 pm text Me: Made it home yet?
6:57 pm text Phil: Not yet
6:59 pm text Me: found the name of that board game you played [name of game]

7:00 pm text Phil: That’s it
7:07 pm Me: Found flights under $160 if the kids are interested
7:08 pm text Me: yes I am bored and curious 🙂
7:08 pm text Me: expedia.com
7:19 pm text Phil: Cool!  Thanks
7:29 pm text Me: Safe to call me back?  One more thought…
I thought I was ready to tell him I love him.  



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Cleveland to Syracuse Part 4

[Phil was driving half way across the country to our hometown in a hurry in the middle of the night, trying to get there before his dad died.  I was talking with him, helping him stay awake.  This is the last part of the conversation.  I am stretched out on my bed talking with him.]

I asked if he would stop to rest and he said he’d try not to, that he didn’t want to lose the time and have his dad die before he got there.  But that if he did get tired, he’d pull over a rest stop and sleep for an hour or so and that would perk him up enough to go on.  He knew what he was doing.  He was eating sunflower seeds to get energy, and they take a certain amount of work to keep his mind going.  It sounded like he knows what he’s doing and knows his limits. 

He talked about never having been in my bed or even upstairs as a teenager.  I told him about my canopy bed.  And how I wished it had been him the first time.  That my first time wasn’t bad, just kind of dull.  How he was always so… considerate and would have made it good for me.  He said that was his main goal, seeing me happy made him so hot.  He marveled again at how I would let him hold me so close, press against me, but not touch him.  I told him about the whole reputation thing, the slut thing.  About how a boy in school told everyone I slept with him when I hadn’t even kissed him, and how that made other boys think I was easy and how I had to wrestle with them, even fight with some of them constantly over sex.  He allowed as how people did believe boys, that it was easy to damage a girl’s reputation.  And how he was different.  He never talked about anything we did.  It was his special secret.  Just like now.  We talked about the chemistry, then and now.  How special it is… how hard it is to understand it.  
My husband decided he wanted to go to bed, so I shifted back to my desk chair in the living room.  Phil talked about how he didn’t lose his virginity until he was older, back home on leave from the military.  About how his other girlfriends were so puritanical, never let him touch anything.  About how he had been a good boy, never whoring around in the military. About pulling his buddies out of the whore houses all over the world.  About how his neighbors are swingers and go to the Caribbean twice a year to fool around with other people, how the wife is always coming on to him and how the husband encourages him.  I asked why not do it?  He was puzzled.  I said, “why not sleep with her?”  He said he just didn’t feel like it – the whole neighbor, best friend’s wife thing.  I asked why he slept with me, why was I different.  He was puzzled.  So I repeated, “Why did you sleep with me when you haven’t cheated with anyone else?”  He paused, as if he wasn’t sure or didn’t want to tell me why, then took a deep breath and said, “Well, partly…three things.  It’s the history.  How I promised myself I would carry through if I ever had a chance.  And… the chemistry, how you make me feel like no other woman. And….our emotional connection.”  
He asked if the sex was good for me, that women never say.  I begged to differ, saying that I had told him numerous times how fabulous he is.  How he is different from any other man, how he makes me so forward when I’ve never done that with any other man, makes me want to do wild things in public places.  How I wanted to fuck him up against the car at the rest stop on the way back during his visit.  That he made a really good windbreaker. 
He stopped at the first Thruway rest stop in NY, kept talking as he took me into the Men’s Room with him!  He said there was a big wet spot on the front of his jeans.  I said cover it with your jacket!  He said, “What jacket?!  I’m from the Midwest now.”  HA!  He said he went out yesterday in the snow in hiking boots, shorts and T-shirt to walk the dogs.  (I bet his neighbors loved that.)
Then he walked across the skywalk to Denny’s to get breakfast.  As I listened to him order breakfast, I marveled at how friendly he is to each and every person he meets.  He said it looked like the Syracuse basketball team was there – all these 6’5” guys in orange jackets.  He got black coffee and a fried egg/bacon sandwich and ate as he drove and talked to me.  He said he’s spilled egg on his pants and I offered a couple of racy ideas on how I could help clean that up.
He said that doing stuff in the car is tricky, requires a lot of flexibility, that the arm rests are problematic.  I told him in my mind there are no arms rests, why let reality get in the way of a good fantasy?  I asked him if he’d read any of my erotic stories.  He said he had started them but they’re too long to read on the phone, that it cuts off the message right as he “gets to the good part.”  He said he had not had access to his computer since the move.  I told him I’d mostly lost my nerve about sending the latest one, and he said “Come on, one of our first chats was about a foursome!  I still mull that over and enjoy it.  It should be fine.”  I told him how incredible it was that I told him about the wildest moment of my life and he didn’t judge me, jumped right in, made himself a part of it and made it better.  He said the idea of the four of us together made it “over the top hot” for him.  And that he loves the beach.   
We talked television – about the Mentalist actor, how amazing his American accent is, and how great House is, too.  He talked about how his parents came from different parts of the same country in Europe, but from different regions, and sometimes they can’t understand each other because of the accent or different words.  I told him about having to pass for Southern in N.C. with my cousins to avoid being harassed as a Yankee.  He said he’d never been any good at accents.  I told him I hear certain words he says, and know he’s been in the South awhile, and definitely his manners give it away.  He said he hoped being in the Midwest would get rid of the Southern stuff quickly!

We talked about him being in Italy and how the northerners look down on the Southerners and how they all stay away from the Sicilians.  I told him about a boyfriend who had tried to teach me Italian but it was mostly swear words.  He said he’d tried to get me to swear but I didn’t.  I said that my mother would not tolerate it, notices vulgarity in movies we don’t even hear, lets it ruin them for her.  How she’s just like Queen Elizabeth, so proper.  He said he remembered that.  I told him about how the mother of a boy I dated for more than a year always called me “That Protestant girl.”  Not how I thought of myself, but it was all she could see.

We figured out where he was at that point, almost to Syracuse.  We talked about people we know from that area, what we’ve done on visits to the Finger Lakes.  I told him about canoeing on Lake Ontario, how odd it is to canoe where there are waves.  He told me about canoeing with his son and how there were snakes, and the kid managed to tip over the canoe and dump Philip into the water with the snakes!  And how the campers laughed at them as they scrambled to the shore in record time. 
He said it was time to start calling his family, checking on arrangements and making plans.  He said I had made a real difference, made the trip go so fast, kept him from having to stop.  I told him how awesome it was that he let me help, and that he had to know I’d do anything for him.  I told him I knew it wasn’t possible but I wanted to get in my car right now and drive to our home town to find him and hug him, try to take away some of the hurt.  He thanked me, sounded really touched.  Said again I’d made a real difference.  He said he’d definitely call me on the trip back.

It was so hard not to say “I love you” but I really didn’t want the first time to be associated with this bad day and long drive, so I just told him to take care, that I’d be thinking about him, to call me anytime.  He hung up just after 5 am.

I collapsed into bed, my mind racing with all the ground he had covered overnight, and all that we had shared.  There were several questions I had been waiting forever to ask, and he had answered them all!  I prayed that he would make it safely, and get see his dad once last time.  

9:09 am text Me: made it? In time?  Xxoo
9:20 am text Phil: Yup

12:15 pm text Phil: Dad is doing much better.  Weak but significantly better. 
12:25 pm text Me: Wow.  Good to be there?
12:26 pm text Phil: Yes it is.

7:57 pm text Phil: Happy New Year!
7:58 pm text Me: Thanks!  Happy 2011!
8:05 pm text Me: I’m alone, so I’ll be thinking of kissing you! 😉
New Year’s Eve
Between Phil and You
December 31, 2010 at 10:46pm
Balmy 40 degrees! Quiet, no cars in the lot. Slept til noon, cleaned, pate and pita bread for supper. Soared all day on your words from this morning. Have a good time with family!