Friday, October 10, 2008

1: Happy, Happy Fourth of July


Let's backtrack a tad, okay? Because this day is really when my life changed and I'd rather start here. I'm not really a time-line kinda gal. It's one of my nuances!

It's the fourth of July and I finally meet Sherri, the girl that I've been talking to on online for the past two weeks. A brunette hottie with a fantastic personality. She had moved to town a few months before with her partner who had joined the Nashville Dream women's football team. Sherri doesn't have any friends. I have a handful. We are a match made in heaven! Two girly girls that want to have fun!

Except I haven't been having any. Especially today. My ex is having a 4th of July party just four doors down in her front yard. It's spilling into the street with football games and obvious fun.

I've been hanging out all day with Julie, who is living with me for a short while. She needs a place to stay as much as I need the company. She is a godsend. When I am too pitiful to even speak, she cooks me dinner, regales me with her stories and keeps me mind off of my ex. Today, her main objective is to keep me busy and stop me from looking out the window at my ex's party. An exceptionally hard task as my front window faces the event.

As much as it was a relief to finally be rid of my ex, it was also extremely painful to extricate myself from a life that I'd known for so long. And so I cried. A lot. It was a different cry than the one that I'd been crying almost every day for years. That was a slow, one tear of sadness falling slowly, cry. This cry was full-on, run to your bedroom and plant your face into the pillow for an hour cry. I was so confused.

How could I miss someone that made me cry everyday? How could I miss someone that I hated? Why was I missing someone that had cut me to the core with her vicious words and had hit me with her hands? Why couldn't my heart understand how much better off I was? My head gets it. What the hell is wrong with me?!

As darkness falls, Sherri calls. She's turning into my subdivision. I haven't been this excited in years. I have a new friend. Someone that really likes me. Thinks I'm funny and charming. Someone that wants to be my friend.

Sherri walks in wearing her hair up and boyishly dressed. Except it's obvious that she's femme. A girly girl in disguise. Her makeup is perfect. Her bra pushes up perfectly. Wearing boy shorts, a tee and sandals, she hugs me as she walks past with a cooler packed with cold wines and beer. We settle in for the evening.

I feel like I have known Sherri forever. She's funny and beautiful, but the most attractive thing about her is that she likes me. The only reason that she is sitting in my big leather chair is because she's enjoying my company. It's the first time in an eternity that I've known for sure that someone likes me.

The next day, Sherri emails me. Lisa's football team is coming over next Saturday night for a party and I'm invited. An entire party full of lesbians. Hot, ripped, athletic women. Women that like to have sex with other women. Would I like to join them? But first, she invites me to go to dinner with them this Friday night to meet a single friend of theirs.

I'll see you at 7:30pm Friday night at South Street, she writes.

I can barely contain myself.

33 comments:

doggybloggy said...

wow now I am in the closet - a lesbian closet and I get to peek out....whoo hoo this is gonna be fun!

Tiggerlane said...

What an interesting tale you weave! So honest! You should totally write a novel...it's all in there...and you are talented!

Waiting for the next installment...

Dana said...

Oooooo! I'm liking this story already!

Lu' said...

You do illustrate through writing quite well. Except I think I'm confused a bit now. I'm going to have to read back when I get home. Have a good weekend. I almost posted for you two today just for the joy your love story has brought to me :)

Akelamalu said...

Sounds like you are about to add a whole lot of new friends to your list! :)

SkylersDad said...

Hot ripped athletic women who like to have sex... I just realized that I am a lesbian!

Mind of MadMan said...

Hummm this is going to be very interesting.....

Monogram Queen said...

I love reading how people met, lifestories etc. I guess i'm a voyeur LOL
It's hard to let someone you love(d) go... even if they treat you bad. It's not ALWAYS bad.. anyway your post title confused me for a hot minute there!

Knight said...

Of course you cried. I'm glad you were strong enough to stay away. I'm really glad you had great company that day. I'm excited to see where this goes.

CheekyMonkey said...

Abusive relationships, whether physical or mental or, are addictive. Sounds like it's been a long journey, but it seems there's a happy ending. :) I can't wait to hear the rest....

Scarlet said...

There's nothing like that turning point after you come out of a bad relationship...when you've been ripped apart long enough and all you can do is look up.

You looked up and saw something real. One thing I've learned...when you've known toxic fun, it takes time to appreciate "real" joy.

Blogget Jones said...

Wow, what a lovely turn of events! From crying to possibly the best time ever. What a great story! Well told!

I'll be looking for the rest! I hope all goes well.

Take good care!
:o) BJ

Beth said...

ahhhh ya just gotta love Dog...he loves him a good lesbian story!

I can't wait to hear the rest!

Spiky Zora Jones said...

Did you say football team...girls that like to have sex with other girls?

Ha...lucky me...I'm a girl. :D

I'm camping out at your door step...you know? cause I want more. Boo.

Hey babes, do you have any snacks or beer? Um...what's On the televison...scoot over sweetie. I'll wait for the nextpost right here. :D

Ciao honey...it's a fabulous post.

Anndi said...

*plants virtual butt down and waits for the next installment*

vixen kitten said...

Dang...I think I need to move to ummmm whatever city your from! We don't have quite the selection of hot ripped women who want to have sex here!

Loving this story!

Brad said...

Well, there goes Saturday...now I need to wait for the next installment.

Crys said...

hooked

Micky-T said...

I'm with DB.........

An entire party full of lesbians. Hot, ripped, athletic women. Women that like to have sex with other women. Would I like to join them?

Holy Heart Attack In Nashville

Dianne said...

this is good, this is very, very good.

DFTF said...

I think we grieve for any relationship that ends, even bad ones that aren't healthy for us. Ugh. It would be awful to live so close to an ex, have them in your face like that all the time.

Thanks for stopping by my blog! I'm glad you did. :-)

Gary Rith Pottery Blog said...

!!!!

Fortune Cookies said...

hey, my friend used to play on the nashville dream, we may have some mutual acquaintances!

Sabrae said...

Yes!!!! Finally a lesbian I can relate to in a weird sort of fashion :) I to am gay and the only blogs I've been able to find thus far are of hetrosexual couples and living lifes of stay at home mommies... while the tales are sometimes funny and witty its just not the same! :) Definatly going to be following this blog of yours for a long long time :) So how DID that party full of hot lesbian football players go? LOL So going to have the wife sit down with me tonight and read over your blog! She just loves it when I can find new friends online !!!!

Bina said...

Wonderful! I'm sitting here smiling. I can't wait to read more.

And ya know, my ex husband never hit me, but he was a bully and an ass to me. You would have thought he hated me. The best thing I ever did was leave him, but I missed him so much I would cry myself to sleep at night. I never understood that either. But then I realized maybe I cried because I missed what I always wanted, we never had, and never would have.

The Coconut Diaries said...

"How could I miss someone that made me cry everyday? How could I miss someone that I hated?"

Who knows? Women are strange. I think there's something in struggle that makes us appreciate the fact that we can get through them, bruised, but alive.

Aunt Jackie said...

This is looking like it might end up a real juicy story!! I'm hooked. :))

CRUSTYBEEF said...

I like this story!! And being your typical boring stay at home mom, it's refreshing to see people living their lives through words, and emotions, painful and thoughtful.

Plus I love beer~
When's chapter two coming?

Elizabeth
Hope to see you over at Crusty again! :)

Casdok said...

I wonder where this will lead?!

Ashmystir said...

Good things happen to those that least expect it. Right?

Is that photo of the eye your eye?

;)

g-man said...

This is shaping up to have a happy middle!!!! :) Looking forward to more of your story.

(My wife and I met online, yanno back in the days of AOL and dialup. :)

Craze said...

I can tell this is going to be a great story. Like a "coming home" of sorts. And you cried over a relationship that wasn't good because of all the what if's. And it's sad to lose the relationship itself. I've been there.

~Jobthingy~ said...

i am loving this.

that cry.. the one you dont get.. its fucked eh? i know cause i did it with the ex. i still dont know why i was such a wreck.