Thanks everyone!

CJ has to work a bit late tonight (nope, not even a blip on the paranoia radar...just thought I'd mention that on this edit ) so I finally have a chance to pop back in. I don't like to post here when he's home anymore...not hiding, just don't want him thinking there's more "wrong" than he's aware of!

Does that make any sense?

Oh well, long but rewarding first day back at school...I mean work...I AM a student at heart!

Here's a bit from New Year's eve...

Getting ready to go out, I had minor irritations (I'm talking: my hair wouldn't part right for one ) build up to the point where I was slipping into my old lashing out mold...CJ pointed this out, which didn't help much to be honest.

When I get like that I seem to think I deserve to express my pissyness, and he should just understand . What he DID do that worked was said "I don't think we should talk for a while"

We ate dinner, I settled down and apologized, we hugged and we headed out for a fun night.

And it was...we danced (very hotly I might add ), he danced with others (way too hot for me to dance that much with this sweating thing going on). We shared a nice kiss at midnight....

But there was this little man there...I noticed him giving me the eye, and figured he was sizing me up for a dance as we're about the same height. Sorry guys, but the ladies will know what I mean when I say I did the "eye and attention diversion" thing...

Later on I was sitting at my spot, CJ beside me, this guy at the table/seat right behind me. Apparently he was learing at me again and leaned over to take a big sniff when I pulled my hair up off my neck.

Well....CJ didn't care much for that...he said "Hey, knock it off...that's my WIFE" ...but the guy was a bit drunk (and, I think, a friend of another rather lecherous friend there) and said "it's okay, she has beautiful hair"

...Long story short, CJ ended up pushing his head away and almost caused an altercation (like the little guy would have had a chance...I wonder if CJ would have done that if the guy was 8 inches TALLER than him? ).

Anyway, that wasn't as bad as CJ then insisting that I AGREE with how he handled it and he wouldn't let it drop. So we left the party earlier than intended.

We talked it out in the morning, both agreed the guy was out of line, but CJ could have handled it differently. (Easier to see from my state of 2 drinks all night...not sure how many CJ had...free taxis were part of the party).

My suggestion was for CJ to put his arms around me, pull me to him and say "Sorry Pal, she's all mine...go get your own!"...use humour over aggression or possesiveness. Plus the bonus for me would have been to felt wanted by CJ as opposed to feeling a bit like a possession.

I think we're getting the hang of this!

Now maybe I'll have time to check in on a few of you!

Shiny