My boyfriend

My boyfriend swept into town last night, and we shared an evening at the Marriott Downtown. It was fabulous.

He picked me up at work. I packed a bag the night before, and informed my roomie not to expect me at her place. Tuesday I had a meeting in Iowa City. We got back around 3:30, and I waited nervously for my honey to call.

He was in town for a state meeting. In good pants. And a nice shirt and tie. Looking all sexy. He called around 4:45 to say he was on his way to pick me up. I practically bolted out the door and made it to my car to pick up my bag just in time.

We checked into the hotel at the same time as a bunch of school people. It was a madhouse. My guy chose to utilize the valet parking service - how suave! We went up to the room and put on our comfy clothes. I hated to see him take off his handsome outfit.

Later we walked through the skywalk system to get to Court Avenue for a bite to eat. For real excitement we watched our fave TV show - The Good Wife - together. We talked, but sometimes we were just happy being together while I read my book and he read USA Today.

I like spending time with my boyfriend, my best friend, my husband of 29 (in August) Paul George Goldsmith.

Overnighter

My boyfriend's back. It's so strange having Paul stay here with Joan and me. It's like a big slumber party. He just informed me that he dropped is cologne on the tile floor in the downstairs bathroom. Dang roomie - your fired! Off the island. Okay, he did clean it up pretty well.



I slept pretty well in my giant bed that I usually have all to myself, even though I had to share. This convinces me that in my next house, I'm getting a kingsize bed! I got up and headed out early - he didn't have to be up until 7 AM. I kissed him goodbye and away I went. Weird!