- Robin: Have you ever had one of those days where nothing all that monumental happens, but by the end of it you have no idea who you are or what the hell you are doing with your life? Do you ever have one of those days?
- Ted: Uhh, about once a week.
- Robin: I donâ€™t know, it was just a rough day, and the only person I wanted to see at the end of it was you!-How I Met Your Mother
It’s funny how one little phone call can brighten up your whole weekend. I finally heard from Birthday Twin on Saturday night, and he apologized profusely for not calling me sooner. He said he’d been really anxious and panicky and absolutely no fun to be around. He really wanted to hang out but I had plans for the evening. I was headed out and about town with some friends but I said we could meet up later. We talked about how we love to cuddle, and how we should be snuggle buddies instead of anything else. So I said I’d call him later and I’d come cuddle. He said, oh better than a booty call, I got me a cuddle call. 🙂
So I went out on the town with my personality twin. She is very much after my own heart, and we had a blast meeting guys and hanging with other friends. We sat and talked with The Enabler and his friend, who I have yet to come up with a nickname for. He’s a very good looking guy, and he bought me drinks for the evening (Points to him). As we were leaving he grabbed and pulled me in for a hug. I texted The Enabler on the way back home and told him to give the guy my number. He called that night and told me to come back to the bar. I told him to call me later in the week and ask me on a date. He said he just might, so we’ll see. If he gets a first date, then we’ll give him a nickname.
I ended up sobering up and giving Birthday Twin a call. Here’s why I adore BT:
1. He told me to hurry up and come over so he could give me a back rub.
2. He told me I better bring my dog.
The fact that he loves my dog as much as I do makes me so happy. He even calls himself Uncle and wrestles with him. Needless to say my pooch is enamored with him.
I got to BT’s house and quickly realized he was hammered. He looked up from the couch and shouted, SNUGGLES! He grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap in front of his roommates and give me a huge hug. He said, “You’re my bestest buddy!” Then he fell over into a fit of giggles and could only be described as precious. We went to bed and snuggled up together and talked for a bit. I told him how I have a date with PG that I’m not really looking for, and how I’m not sure how to just tell him off. He didn’t say much, just gave me lots of hugs and kisses and we both passed out happy. I am beginning to really like waking up next to him because he pulls me back to bed and says, “Where are you going, come back.” It’s a nice feeling, but one I’m wary of. We went out to breakfast on Sunday morning with his brother. It was the first time we’ve done another outside of his house since we met at karaoke. He paid for breakfast, and we had a really nice time. As I was leaving he pulled me in for a classically sweet Birthday Twin hug and then surprised me with a giant kiss. Then he gave me a playful smack on my bum and sent me on my way.
I left grinning like an idiot and seriously questioning my plans for the evening. I had made plans with the Potential Guy back on Wednesday for dinner and he had made reservations. I ended up going, but it felt empty. For the first time I didn’t have a good time. The food was good, the wine was excellent, but the company was lacking. PG even made references to missing the place he went to college. This place just happens to contain the woman he still has feelings for. I made snippy comments, he made some back. It wasn’t all that great of an evening. He took me home and I flopped onto my couch depressed. I called up BT and told him I wanted to see him. I told him all about the date, and how I was all dressed up and I felt like I was wasting it on PG. I told him I didn’t think I wanted to see PG again, at least not in anything but a friend way. I told him incredibly the feelings I had for PG seemed to have faded. We had one of those silly little talks where neither one of us says much but we just sit and talk about nothing and it’s comfortable. I am looking forward to more talks like that.