The Day We Met

Written by: theCEO

So, we’re one of those type of couples who not only celebrate our marriage anniversary, but the anniversary of our first date.  Exactly 3 years ago tomorrow is when I met the love of my life.  I swear, it was the best date I’ve ever been on, simply because it was perfect.  She knew what I looked liked, but I had no idea of what she looked like.  The picture she sent me was taken at a distance.  I knew that she had a nice body or shape, but other than that, I wouldn’t have known who she was if I walked past her on the street.  We talked on the phone the week prior due to our school and work schedules.  When the day came, all I kept saying to myself was “I hope she looks good.” Now, I’m not a vain or shallow person, but hey…this girl seemed too perfect, I just KNEW something was wrong with her. Not just physically, but maybe mentally?

Well, after a hour-long drive to her dorm, I pulled up to this BEAUTIFUL young lady who was outside waiting on me, with this GORGEOUS smile.  At that moment, I knew that she was the one.  I picked her up at about 8pm on a Tuesday night, and I didn’t leave until about 5am.  Now, I know what some of you may be thinking…well you ladies can stop.  No hanky panky happened that night.  In fact, I didn’t even make it up to her dorm room that night.  We had dinner at Applebee’s, walked around Meijer, picked up some coffee from Tim Horton’s, and parked in her dorm’s parking lot and talked.  This was the first time I actually gazed into the sky and could actually see the stars.  I swear, it was a beautiful night.  What more could I ask for?  Some of you “hardcore” women may think I’m soft for not making up to her room.  Even though my body wanted to, my heart didn’t.  When I looked into her eyes that night and we had our first kiss, I knew that I didn’t want her to be just some girl I “kicked it” with.  She was going to be my one, my only, and my last.

Ladies, what was your first date like?

Sweet Like Peanut Butter

its 9:48 pm on this rainy sunday evening. she is laying next to me in between sleep and conversing with whomever she is dreaming about. i know she’s not dreaming about me because she’s not smiling.

all weekend long she’s been smiling as if she’s known some good news that had yet been divulged to me. i haven’t seen that smile in months. its been lost amongst the stress and turbulence of life, and learning to love again. i am relieved to see her smile return to her.

i’m trying to figure out how she could be singing along with India while sleeping. i know she’s somewhat proficient with multi-tasking, but this has be to some new kind of shit. she is so cute though. i don’t really ever describe her as such but something about watching her, experiencing her as she is now is very innocent and childlike.

she opened her heart to me and revealed truths she only wanted God to know. this was a new woman standing before me, exposing her underbelly. it was neither a simple or secured thing for her to do, but yet she did. she’s trusting me and i am honored.

she has curled up close to me. she’s done singing and conversing. there’s only the sound of her rhythmic breathing mingling with the sound of rain falling outside. the house is quiet and i am feeling sleepy. i am feeling happy too. i am happy that this time love was enough. it was enough to get us up and over obstacles that have caused so many other potentially great relationships to fail. ours came close, but truth and trust prevailed. now we are at peace. we are grateful.

when i sleep, i hope to dream of the kiss she gave me before she said, “good night baby.” she tasted like peanut butter. her kisses are always sweet.

Written by: bc

MBA Is Where I’m Stopping

I want to formally congratulate my wife on finishing the MBA program at Kaplan University.  This woman has been going to school nonstop since preschool and she’s finally taking a “break”.  Yes!!!  I said BREAK.  She wants to go back for her PhD.  I tease her all the time about wanting the entire alphabet after her name. Which is fine, and I TOTALLY support her in anything she chooses to do.  Me on the other hand, I’m getting a little tired of school.  Not tired as in frustrated and like “oh I hate it”, but literally tired and mentally drained.  I don’t know if it’s our age difference or what (she’s only 3 years younger than me). But a MBA is where I’m drawing the line. And that line will be drawn in March of 2009.

I think it’s kind of funny how we’re considered more of a minority because of our pursuit towards higher education. There’s a few people I know who ask me everytime I see them “Are you still in school?”  And when I answer “yes”, they look at me like I have a disease, and may make a comment like “man, you’re always in school”.  Since when it was a bad thing to partake in self-development via the educational system?  What I think is even more hilarious is how some will automatically make assumptions about me based on my appearance, until they look at my resume or get to know me.  I don’t think higher education is for everyone, but I sure don’t knock those who do not take the route that we’ve chosen.  What I do knock are those who refuse to engage in self-development.  Even though you may think you’re the best now, I’m sure you can always discover a way to be better.

Written by: theCEO

Another One Stepped Out

Written by: theCEO

I guess we all should jump up and do our “gay” dance because Clay Aiken decided to fess up to what us gay folks have been speculating all along. Let’s forget the southern accent, but this guy certainly has a little “twang” in his voice, not to mention that he became a dad via in vitro as oppose to getting his groove on. Not to say that there is something wrong with that method of conception, but it did add fuel to fire that was already burning.  Take a look at the interview he did with Diane Sawyer two years ago. He OBVIOUSLY was not too fond of the gay “rumors”.

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I guess it’s just me, but I don’t see what the big deal is.  Homosexuality will soon be the norm or something that will not cause so much attention.  Clay talks about his coming out experience in the new People magazine and it just amazes me how folks are making this a big deal. Talking about how he came out to his mom, blah blah blah.  There are people out here who are struggling with this problem everyday.  Now, I do encourage people to be who they are, but I just wish that some of these so called celebrities will at least become some sort of spokesperson for the gay community as oppose to being so selfish about it. “It’s all about me me me and my experience being gay.”  What can they do to give back and use their status towards something that’s bigger than them?

New Love

Written by: bc

its like eating that favorite food
you havent had in weeks
like wrapping yourself in a warm blanket
while standing amongst snowy peaks
its intoxicating
like hooked to a bottle wanting that next high
like hitting the snooze button
instead of telling your dreams good bye
a cool drink
after a long thirst
a soft kiss
after a bad hurt
new love lifted my head
after i accepted daddy was dead
he loved me too
but this love
from this woman
its new

like first air in fresh lungs
love lives again
i express my happiness
with a smile upon a raised countenance
a restored awareness that
i am worthy to be loved
this woman
tall and
strong and
lovely
she loves me
she brings tears to my eyes
and i dont cry easily
but her love’s got my sensitivities tweaked
and im not talking about the physical
(even though that joint’s on point too)
its the emotional fit
that we seem to get right
and i aint been right in a long time

time has seemed to stretch itself out
and allowed us to live infinitely
we dwell between the tick and tock
days and weeks seem to stop
instead of passing us by
love is the reason why
this woman is excellent
she has my heart, body and mind
and she is mine
and i am hers
we got this new love
and it is good

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