Haul Ass!!

I've decided that I need a golf cart. On Saturday, Phil decided he wanted to play golf and asked me to come along with him. We live on a golf course, our backyard overlooks the 6th hole. Only problem is that it was afternoon on a hot, Arizona summer Saturday, and Kimbo doesn't like being out in the hot. Phil, of course, doesn't mind the heat at all, more then likely because he works out in it everyday. Now, of course, I can't golf, so I told Phil if I was going to spend a few hours in over 105+ degree weather, I was driving the golf cart. Being in true Kimbo fashion though, I couldn't just drive the cart nicely..no no no. I hauled ass! It was so much fun! There was no one out on the course, so we pretty much had the whole course to ourselves except for a few times when there would be a golfer ahead of us. And Phil had fun playing a round, and it was nice spending time with him.

Sunday was a pretty relaxing day around here. Phil's brother Mike stopped by to see Phil's new Jeep that he got last week, so I met him for the first time. That's the first member of his family I have met so far. I have to admit I was a little nervous to meet his brother, they are very close and I would hate for his brother not to like me. But all I can be is myself, and just hope that his family will like me, at least even a little bit.

Sitting here looking at the calendar, I realize that next month we'll be in Vegas and I will be a married Kimbo. It's a little strange to think of me being married. I suppose its because I pretty much figured I was never going to get married, and resigned myself to being alone for the rest of my days. Funny how life can twist and turn and take you to unexpected places. But I am going to like married life, I think. So far living with Phil has been pretty damn easy, we get along well, we're not stepping on each other's toes, no fighting. He lets me do my own thing, just as I let him do his, I don't feel like I need to be attached to his hip or anything. I know that if I want to go out without him, he'd be fine with it, and vice versa. I think that's important in a relationship, to be able to spend some time away from each other, so that when your together again, you have things to talk about, and you have a chance to miss the other person. I know that when he is at work during the week, I miss him like crazy until he comes home. But my favorite part of the day is after dinner, when the dishes are done and the house is closed up for the night, and he and I just snuggle up in bed, watching TV and talking and laughing until its time to go to bed. That's what I am looking forward to having for the rest of my life.