Warm me.

I do not want to leave this bed. It's warm and it smells like Sugar Mama. She is at work until 3pm. I was supposed to leave this morning when she went to work at 7am. Oops. I didn't have anything planned for the day so why not spend some more time with her? I wish we didn't live so far apart. I know for a fact that we would see each other almost everyday if we lived close.

Tuesday night, we were out on the front porch smoking and talking. She has a hammock chair that was hung up by a hook right in front of the steps. Now, before I sat down I asked her if it would hold my weight and she said yes. I sat down and I was in it for about 45 minutes until it broke loose and I fell down the stairs on my back with both feet in the air. All I could do was laugh and say OUCH! I don't think I will be sitting in that hammock anytime soon.

We had fun spending the day together yesterday. We went to a park and had a little picnic and shared stories from our pasts. We saw birds having sex...yeah, not so thrilling. But, every moment I spend with her I fall deeper and deeper in love with her. She is just simply amazing. Unlike myself who she called grouchy last night. Oh, while we were at the park she came up with two nicknames for me. "Sugar pants" and "Sugar lips". I just shook my head.