And it really makes me wonder...

Despite the whole wedding disappointment, my weekend was surprisingly good. I wasn't sure if Boo was going to ask me to stay Friday night since he had the wedding obligation on Saturday, but when he called on Thursday night, he said "I hate to assume, but I assume you are coming over tomorrow night, right? Unless you have other plans..." I was both happy and relieved he did make the assumption.

Friday was Steak and BJ Day, the guys' version of Valentine's Day. Boo called me as I was doing a little retail therapy after work to tell me that we were going out with another couple for steak and drinks, and what we did the rest of the night was up to me. I laughed at his implication and told him I was on my way. The night turned out to be a blast. We went to the local piano bar for the dueling piano act they have every weekend. The couple who came out with us left a little early because the husband got too belligerent, so Boo and I walked the mile and a half home. It was funny because I was in heels trying to keep up. In the end, I took them off and we drunkenly jogged/walked home. When I got in the house, I noticed my toe was covered in blood. Apparently, I must have dragged my toe along the pavement and scraped a chunk of skin off the top. It was pretty gross, but amusing all at the same time.

Saturday, we made a spontaneous trip to the sex store. Previously, I had mentioned something to him about getting a vibrating cock ring for shits and giggles, so off we went in search of the sex store. After a recommendation from Barbie, the store clerk, we walked out with a new, pink, rabbit/whale tail/alien-like cock ring. I must admit, I was pretty fired up about it, since sex between us had gotten a little monotonous.

When we returned home, Boo got dressed for the wedding and I took a nap. After he left, I made plans to go visit a guy friend of mine whom I hadn't seen in awhile. I like to keep Boo on his toes, and I knew when he found out, he would be a wee bit jealous. I stayed at my friend's house until Boo called around 10:30pm to tell me he was leaving and everyone was meeting up at the bar. I met up with him and his friend at the bar, and it was rather awkward for me at first. All his friends were there with their dates, and here I come, obviously not having attended the wedding with Boo. I'm not sure what he told them about my absence, but it makes me wonder a bit. However, no one said a word about it, so I didn't either. Eventually, things died down and we went home to try out our new toy.

Sunday, we took Boo's boat out and met up with friends in the river. It was interesting for me to see Boo's interactions with his friends, particularly his guy friends. But I'll go into that another time. We all got a little too much sun and then returned to Boo's for a cookout. As everyone was leaving, Boo invited everyone out again next weekend, as his parents were coming in town. I'm pretty sure that he'll want me to come too, but figuring out the logistics as far as me sleeping there should be interesting. He didn't mention it again, so we shall see. After some ice cream and a round of massages, we collapsed into bed around 10pm, sleepy from all the food and sun.

Today, I look like a friggin' lobster and everyone has commented on it. Thanks Captains Obvious! And I'm already bumming because I really enjoy my time with Boo and hate having to wait another week to see him.