Onewetleg & Cam & Stuff

Thursday, Dec. 11, 2003 - 5:48 a.m.

JJ came over yesterday afternoon. She said my directions were pretty easy to follow.

Before she got there, I made a batch of cheese-garlic biscuits for her to take back to her boyfriend, Tommy. Earlier in the afternoon, at the very last second, he'd asked if he could come over too -- but ever since what happened with fake Andy, John has been paralytically protective of me, and said that when male friends of mine that he hadn't met yet wanted to visit, John would have to be there, too, at least for the first time.

I suppose that's an odd rule for a thirty-eight year old woman to have to live with, but after the year I've been through, I understand John's point of view.

And Tommy was really and truly a gentleman about it to me -- so that's how come I made him some biscuits. :)

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I was really grateful to hear the intercom buzz and hear JJ traipse up the stairs. I was really glad she found our place. She had brought food that included some really rich cheese, some fruit cocktail that is probably going to end up as a marinade for pork chops at a later date, some fresh garlic, and a sort of cheesy pound cake thing that I thought was delicious.

We sat around in the living room yesterday afternoon and drank coffee out of my little white pinkies-up cups and ate cake and listened to the mix CD I made for her, and to the CD "A Charlie Brown Christmas".

At one point, I picked up the AstroJax and handed them to her, and she surprised the daylights out of me by being able to twirl them like a fire-dancer from the pacific islands. It turns out she took a Polynesian Dance class once upon a time, and so was able to use the AstroJax immediately.

We goofed around in front of the webcam, and I took a picture of us together, which you see here. The dot on her chin is a reflection of the light off of the thingie she wears through her bottom lip. I also took pictures of her body art. Her arms and torso are covered with beautiful scrollwork and paisely with dots; I refer to her upper body as being filigreed. You can see more of that artwork over at her site. We also had an interested onlooker; Glenn Schmall had appeared on Yahoo! Messenger, asked to see my webcam, and was treated to quite a generous amount of her acreage -- and he let us know his appreciation in absolutely no uncertain terms.

She re-robed after I took about a dozen pictures of her art, then curled upon the futon and very nearly went to sleep. "What would you do if I slept RIGHT HERE?" she asked. "I'd cover you up with one of the afghans and wake you up fifteen minutes before you said you needed to leave," I said. Which is fine with me; I think if somebody is so comfortable in my home as to fall asleep, that's a huge compliment. So she settled down, tried to pick a stuffed bunny rabbit out of the stack next to the futon -- and they attacked her. She'd picked out the big golden one that the rest of the bunnies were resting on. I went back into the living room when I heard the tumbling thump of the stuffed bunnies landing on the coffee table and a cardboard box that was next to the futon; she looked up and I laughed. "Is that your innocent face?" I asked, and then SHE laughed -- and then was fully awake again. :)

Because I have asthma and am nearly lethally allergic to cigarette smoke, JJ had to lean out our picture window in order to 'consume her fumar'; at one point she had a little bit of vertigo due to us being on the third floor, and I said I'd hold on to her belt loops so she'd feel better, but she said she thought she'd be okay.

Overall, it was a very healthy visit for us both.

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Glenn checked in on Yahoo! Messenger again about an hour ago, and double-checked to see if he hadn't overdone it. I said we had been friends for so long that I didn't think that was possible, and almost nothing fazes JJ anyway.

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2 of my readers commented on this entry

robin
you guys look cute and i'm glad you had a nice time! :-)
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wench77
hehe! I clicked a click on loopyboi's page and somehow it was HERE! which was a surprise since I had seen the photos from wetleg's point of view (actually must be dry legs since you let her keep em both inside the window when she had a smoke!), and there you are! hi! hi! It's me wench77. This was the first time I read your diary obviously. I'll be back! mmm biscuits. And it IS nice that your John worries about you. ciao!
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