Behind schedule

Today I intended to catch up with a friend of mine. He's an actor and model passing through DC for a TV show,  trying to chill with me and for some reason today was just one of those days I'd like to stay in bed. 

Behind schedule.............It took me hours to get to my destination, after cordially exchanging information with a former coworker,  an individual at a venue tried to catch my attention by touching my hair. Needless to say that Angry Asian Cookie honored her name. 

Further behind schedule....  I met with an associate to coordinate an upcoming event. Although I was excited to meet with him, I was running late for my rendez vous with my actor friend.  I decided to call him for a heads up, but my phone wasn't charged, therefore unable to reach him ......... I received a *&&@@&#%%##%  text message from him 

Further behind schedule ........meanwhile I had to pick up Vlindertje... my silk skirt was torn apart while i was rushing through the park (a short cut) to her school) and when I finally stumbled in the school's auditorium the heel of my shoe broke off.... Vlindertje was a bit grumpy (too much sun, and she didn't drink her water) so on our way back home we were arguing about her homework. 

WHY I WAS BEHIND SCHEDULE

This particular morning I had received a call from my friend and neighbor, who moved to VA. She'd asked me to bring some of her moving boxes in my house. Her boyfriend [with whom she'd moved in with] accidentally designated a few boxes as garbage and left them on the sidewalk. At 6 AM I tried to bring these heavy boxes inside my house. When I came home from a long day with a ripped off shirt, my neighbor was outside. She told me I could keep the boxes because she wouldn't need them anyway.............

Her cry for help and my assistance was the main reason I got off track with my time schedule today and then you tell me you don't want the content of those boxes anymore..........

Ok, does this make any sense at all??????!!!!!!  Bad planning on your end shouldn't crunch the time schedule on my end....next time I stay in bed.... 

Hugzzz Dahlings,

angryasiancookie.in.dc@gmail.com

My best friend's wedding

To all my readers,

My apologies, I neglected my blog and there's no excuse. My life has been a roller coaster. I've been involved with the development of a great new magazine with focus on improvement of love, sex and relationships, In addition, I had to make some though decisions both professionally and personally. But I'm back to share with you some of what's been going on.

First things first, King, DD and Persian and I are still friends but after my best buddy and I started to date I realized how foolish I've been. He was there all the time, right before my eyes and I never considered dating him. It was confusing and awkward in the beginning thusly I had my guards up of course. A best friend doesn't equal a  great partner. Hence my absence on my blog, because I felt it would be unfair for Bud to post about my experiences. 

We are still exploring the opportunities, very cautious and open. He's the best thing ever happened to me. We always connected tremendously but since we started dating, we seem to connect even better. Our pillow talk takes hours and hours - each day. And every time we both regret ending our conversation to actually go to bed. As we spend more and more time together, we realize how special it is to have your best friend as a potential partner. 

I'm afraid - yes you read it well - afraid to lose my heart.  It's almost too perfect that I try to find reasons and insecurities not to engage or pursue this relationship.  The last week I have nightmares about his wedding, after watching my best friend's wedding.  What if I don't open up? What if he got what he wanted and I'm a ship passing through the night? He's the most beautiful person on the inside and out I've ever met. We're soul mates. I discovered that our heart's beat at the same rhythm. We think of each other and than call each other at the same time. And we always done that, but now I see it

Well, time will tell. I loved this man before we started dating and now we are dating I'm afraid to love him more....

Life is such a bitch

Hugzzz Dahlings,


angryasiancookie.in.dc@gmail.com