[picture - Obama is my co Pilate, lol]
I've spent the past 2 nights with Frank, and passably tonight and tomorrow also. I am starting to freak out like I usually do. But I'm fighting it! The past two nights have been something I have never experienced before. The past 3 weeks, I've not been able to stop thinking about him. What was he doing, was he really going to call me, does he like me? But now I know he does, and it's a feeling more of content with a little bit of giddy, instead of giddy, with a lot of uncertainty mixed and anxiety in with it. I don;t know if it's because Frank has shown me how he really feels now, or if it's because I've been praying about getting some sort of peace inside.
One bad thing about Frank, he hates cats. He is afraid of them. If one of the cats moves while he's on the computer, or eating, he will stop, and watch them. if they get to close he will jump sky high. So I give him a squirt bottle to pretend to use so they will leave him alone. I feel bad, but they also don;t need to be jumping all over him. They haven't gotten mad at me yet. eventually they will, or they will just learn to stay away from him. I hope.
I feel bad for Lamel, he is still fighting and trying to get here to be with me. but I've given up. I love him, I really do, but I have waited almost 3 years. if it's meant to be God will make it happen. But I can't give up a passable wonderful relationship for someone who may never be able to come to me. Franks knows nothing about him. And I will keep it that way. I like Frank too much to mess this up.
My cousin is in Ghana right now, What I wouldn't give to be in her place. I want to go to Africa so bad. Frank told me again last night that he wants to take me to France. :) maybe... some day.
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