Well, apparently I am fairly motivated to resolve problems in a relationship with a man who says things to me like:
1) You talk too fast for me to understand sometimes but I find it rather charming. ( He actually also said that he wants to meet my sisters so he can hear us all talking fast together. Something which has pretty much been universally NOT appreciated by all men who have been affiliated with any of my sisters - lol )
2) I wish I had met you when you were 22 and I was 32 because I would have "stole" you right away from that punk*ss guy and we would have had 4 or 5 pretty little babies. (Yes, I realize that it is "wrong" on multiple levels for me to like this kind of comment but...)
3) You should consider yourself very lucky because at age 42 you have a body that would be great for just about any sport. (The great thing about this relationship is that even if it doesn't work out, I will have acquired the guidance of a semi-professional athlete as personal trainer for a while. Apparently, my ideal sport would be tennis if I was in possession of anything resembling eye-to-hand coordination.)
So, I'm going to go play hooky at his house today and he is going to use the whole "personal trainer" thing as an excuse to man handle my legs and then we're going to see a scary matinee which will be my excuse to woman handle his biceps and then there will probably be some sort of muscle handling free-for-all. Fun! Fun! Fun!
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver