22 posts tagged “bf”

 The phone rang, It was 11:06 Monday the 13th. I had just kinda dosed off after being awake since 9 am Sunday morning. It was the hospital where Chanel had been since 1 am Monday morning.  Mr......?  Yes. " Chanel has" and at that point all I heard was Bla Bla Bla because I could not control my sobbing.  Do I need to come see him I said. " He may not make it through the night" Daniel had already started shutting off the TV and lights be for I even hung up, and we were out the door.
 I ran through the door demanding to see Chanel. We were put into a room where we were to see Chanel. It was the same room from earlier when I was able to visit. That was about 4:45, just after the ultrasound test that was still inconclusive. They did find some swollen Lymph nodes that they were to do a biopsy on. He was still a little out of it but he knew I was there. Oh the love, I got big head butts and a purr. I was able to pick Him up and He even tried to jump off the table. I stayed for about an hour.
 Two techs walked in, one was holding Chanel and one  was rolling the IV thing that he had be hooked up to for fluids and meds since 1 am Monday when He got there.
 I have never cried so hard in my life. His lifeless little body and the labored breathing was more then I could take. Chanel had become septic. The tech was trying to tell me the options but none were a guarantee. Chanel was about 13 and had a long history of health issues. I always have done what I could over the years to keep my little man going.
 Chanel was the smallest of the  litter and was hand fed for 12 week before I was even able to take him home. I would go see him every day to check on his progress till the day we got to leave together. I was working alot and that was the reason  for the second cat. My CoCo was home alone and needed a friend. That is my other cat. For being the little guy, Chanel grew to be quite the big cat.  At about the age 7 Chanel was 22lbs and had a hard time walking,playing, and could barely jump up on the couch. 
 By this time Daniel and I had met and were moving into our first place together after living in a real small 1 bedroom for about 5 years. We were getting new leather furniture for the living room and thought it best to have the back claws on Chanel removed. They both were in door cats and had already had the front claws removed. Because Chanel could not get on the couch at his weight of 22 lbs with out digging into leather, we felt it best.
 About a week before the per visit to the vet to be sure Chanel was healthy enough, that and this was a new vet that had not seen Chanel before. Chanel became very sick and was rushed to the vet.  Chanel had always been a little barfy and had large bowel movements., but this was bad. He had intestine issues that had been going on for some time.  All along I thought that he had just gotten fat. Made for a great lap cat if you could pick him up. It would take medicine and some procedures to fix the internal damage. Chanel would have to be on the meds for the rest of his life and needed to loose weight. Returns to the vet for the same reason over the next 6 years was not uncommon. He was my Fat Lil Monster and daddy was always going to take care of his Bunny. One of many nick name that Chanel had.
 Aside from the diet food that Chanel was now on, He needed to get some exercise. It took many hours and more patients then I thought I would ever have but I taught Chanel to go on walks with me. We would walk every day for an hour for a year and Chanel lost 12 lbs. It was like having a brand new cat. He could jump, play, it was like having a kitten in the house again. We didn't walk any more but he never put the weight  back on thanks to the meds that fixed his metabolism and the diet food. I can only hope that I had added many happy years to his life. He was also allergic to fleas, had feline acne and at one point an exposed blood vessel on his foot that had to eventually be cauterized.
 As I knelled down to the table where Chanel laid almost lifeless, I was unable to control my self. My little man, my boy, my boo, my bunny, my fat lil monster,and my oh so brave solder .....I held Him and told Him he could go but that I would miss him. I told him he had been brave for so long and now it was time to relax. The Dr. said that it might be best to help him along at this point. I agreed and they gave Daniel and I some time alone with Chanel. We both cried and Daniel held me tight. I am sure I could be heard in the next town. The Dr returned and did what he had to do and I held Chanel till he took his last breath. It was exactly midnight. 
 I knew this day would come and it would be hard, but I had no real idea. I still cry and I am sure I will for a while. Thanks to my partner Daniel and all of my tweets and web friends and close friends for your thoughts and prayers .  You knew who you are.

I miss you Chanel......

So I have been off for 6 days now, but tomorrow I go back to work.  What a week. BBQ with friends on Friday, and it was my anniversary. 11 years with the BF. Got a new patio set on Saturday. Had animal control over to take the rattlesnake off the front porch. Sunday was some what of a day of rest. It started with breakfast on the patio.  Sat on the patio most of the day and rented movies later in the evening.  Monday I went for a bike ride for the first time in like 10 years, for about an hour. Think I will go again today. Met friends for dinner Monday night.  Tuesday I got up and did some stuff on the computer for work and then the BF and I spent the day at Sea World. Today will be mellow. Need to do some stuff for work, then I think I will go on my bike ride. I think I will meet my friend for drinks at 5 then back home by 7ish for guest that will be coming over to watch SYTYCD Tomorrow is back to the grind. It has bees a nice staycation.

Starting Friday, I will be off work for 6 days. Can't even wait. Friday will also be my anniversary with the BF. 

It's Friday night and time to relax after a weeks work..right? The BF gets home before I did tonight and has to do all the get home first chores. Sweep kity litter, get mail, medicines kity, feed kity, vacuums way up the stairs to get tracked kity litter, you know, that kind of stuff.

I come in, un-pack lunch, empty dish washer, set brief case down, " I know.. we should try one of those restaurants that we have a gift card for that we got for Christmas"  I said.   No response.  Some time goes by and so I decided to check email and begin to relax...right.

"What are you doing"
"Cleaning house, how else do you think it gets done?"
" I thought that the cleaning fairy did it"
" You could offer to help"
" Why would I want to do that"
" So we do not have to do it all day tomorrow" 
" What?"
" You could vacuum"
"Why would I want to come home from work and vacuum?"

Now I am in the dog house because I do not want to help do chores and made to feel like I never want to help. It's Friday night for fucks sakes. It's like we are never on the same schedule. 20 minutes latter  I decided to go change my cloths as I mutter my way up the stairs, " I guess we will just stay in and have left overs".

"Did you still want to go to dinner" I hear from downs stairs......NO I say to my self.

My schedule,
Come home, relax, eat, drink, fall to sleep.
Tomorrow  I will be up at 7am, at the gym by 8, home by 10, do some chores, shower and be ready to leave the house by 12 to spend the day doing something fun.

His schedule,
Come home,1 1/2 house of chores,eat, get on line, go to bed at 2 am, sleep till 10ish, get on line,shower,  and be ready to leave the house by 1ish.

I don't no how we make it work but it does.  All the chores get done. We both have thing we like to do more then other things. Like I do all the out side stuff and he will do most of the inside stuff. He says that I vacuum better and rather I do it.

Well here to no dinner out and a clean house. I will vacuum when I get home from the gym in the morning.
  

Get her this, get her that, she will love this, don't forget her, make her feel special, make this year the year you get her something she wants for Valentine's Day, HER, HER, HER, why does it always have to be her.  Come on guys. Don't you think that is is about time for it to be about us. Not that we don't ever get anything  for Valentine's Day. Not that our other half's forget about us. But.....  Men like flowers, chocolate, jewelry, and not  those red glittery boxers with the hearts on them  from the mall that we wear once... for 5 seconds. America's ad campaign's for buying  showing love are all one sided.  Just one can I turn on the TV or radio and hear Tom Shane from the Diamond Center or the shmo from 1-800- Flowers say something like " Let HIM know that you really love Him this year with this very handsome  1 and a  1/2  kart diamond ..............fill in what you want.......Nothing says love like a diamond. What ever he wants, let us help you make HIM feel special"  Or the flower guy " Remember last year when you got her that....what ever you got her... Well don't let that happen again. Call now and for 59.99 we will let her knew you love her...

 Make it for HIM. Why cant it be HIM, HIM, HIM Call now and we will help you say I Love You with ... what every you pick for HIM. Target the lady's for once with your ads.  Remind the lady's to  buy show some love. Now as a gay man I know there are some gay men out there that need to here a little " don't for get him, make him fell special, show him you love him, so come on you big retailers and help us all out.

ps. this is not an on line note to bf to by me something. I swear. I know he love me cuz he never waits till Valentine's Day to let me know.   

I woke up this morning to a new V Day design brought to me my by the BF. What a surprise that was. Thanks BF.  

I went to work yesterday at 7:30 am and got home last night at 10:30 pm. I was in bed by 11:30 and back up at 5:00 am to be back at work at 7:00 am. I will most likely be there till about 5 or 6 pm. The part that sucks is that  the BF went to work yesterday at 8:00 pm and is still not home. We may see each other at about 6:30 this morning, If not, it will not  be till I get back home tonight. Work sucks

So you know we work retail, right. So we had our holiday party after Christmas. I was in charge so I had alot to do.  Daniel took care of all the Evites  and follow up emails. The rest was up to me. I started shopping weeks ago so it would not be all last minute. Lots of the nibble stuff that I could get early and would not go bad. The menu was going to be as follows.

Spicy meat balls, boneless Buffalo Wings, Buffalo Wing Dip, mini bite size pizza and quiche, cheese and cracker plates, vegie plate, cookies,Baklava, more crackers with 3 different  cheese  logs. The drink menu was Chocolate Martini, Apple Martini, Martini Gin or Vodka, and the signature drink for the night would be The Eggnog Martini. I also had plenty of Red and White wine.The morning of, I was up early and getting busy.In fact this is a quote from the The Bf.

Richard has become this deranged combo of Bree and Martha Stewart. He is walking around humming, muttering under his breath, and singing. Insane, I tell you. I went downstairs as soon as I woke up. At noon. He already had placed the serving platters, spread out glasses and the wine selection, moved furniture around, and had the warming dishes staged. Every platter had a post-it note labeling what will go in it. Everything staged and ready. Right down to the paper plates and napkins. He walked over to the warming dishes, muttered something, reversed the placement, nodded, and shuffled up the stairs. I think he’s losing it. But I have to say, looking at the staged serving ware, it is going to be a lovely spread.

I love Nordstrom, and I will always give prays where prays is due.
   
Dear Leslie:

I wanted to take this time to let you know how pleased I am with your Men's Clothing Manager, XXX XXXX. I started shopping at Nordstrom many years ago and became a card holder in 1998. Three years ago I was moved to San Diego from San Francisco by my company and was glad to have a Nordstrom still so close to me. In all my years with Nordstrom I have never experienced anyone as pleasurable  as XXXXX. She has become a joy to know and work with when ever I am shopping your store. I will stop in to see her even if I do not need to buy anything."like I ever need anything" In the past three years I have spent more money in your store then I think I have spent the entire time I have shopped at Nordstrom. All because of XXXX and her personality and customer  service.

My most recent experience was on the 22nd of this month. I called XXXX about 10:00 am in a big panic. The 22nd was my partner of 10 years Birthday and I had not gotten him anything. He had recently discovered Tom Ford for Men so it was all that I could think of when I called XXXX. She quickly put me at ease and said " don't worry I got your back, let me go see if we have it and I will be right back". She gets back to the phone and lets me know that all is well.  Before I could even ask about gift wrap, she lets me know that she will have it gift wrapped and ready to go. " If it comes with a GWP I,ll wrap it as well and you will be all set"

I jokingly said I will call you when I am 10 minutes away and I will drive by and you could throw it in the car window. Well that was know joke to XXXX. 10 minutes from the mall I called her and just as I pulled up to the door in the bumper to bumper traffic there she was out on the curb with a pen to sign for my purchase and my bag. I must have been the envy of all the shoppers. I was in and out in twelve minutes and on my way because XXXX had saved the day.

It is not every day that you get this kind of service and is a first for me in all my years with Nordstrom. XXXX must not only be an asset to the store but to the company as well.
It is because of her, that I will shop your store and your store alone when it comes to Nordstrom. When I told her that I was going to write a letter to her Store Manager, her response was" why, your my client and it's my job".  I feel that her  actions were beyond the call of duty. I love my XXXX and I hope you know the gem you have in your possession.