When You Wish Upon A Star
My Florida vacation ended this morning and all I can think about is that I don’t know how I will return to my usual day-to-day after enjoying such bliss. Everything that could go right did and the little things that could easily have gone wrong never materialized. BD was amazing – romantic, attentive and oh-so-beautiful, while the Mini and I bonded like best friends on a playground. What made me and the Mini’s interaction even more great was that it was effortless. The Mini proved to be brilliant beyond his years and his sporadic comments that included: walking between BD and I holding our hands and saying, “We’re a family,” or surprising BD and I with Oscar trophies at a gift shop – BD’s read, “World’s Greatest Dad,” while mine read, “World’s Greatest Boyfriend.” I said, “Stop being silly boy,” but BD and I looked at each other like, “Wow, the kid is perceptive and thoughtful.” We took Disney World and Universal Studios by storm and had a couple of ‘family’ pool days. The Mini lost his fear of the water and he and BD even managed to wrestle my bathing suit off and videotaped a segment they entitled, “The naked guy in our pool.” It was very funny, and not the least bit humiliating; it even brought out some I’m-completely-at-ease-with-you fun. The highlight of the trip for me was sitting and watching the park-closing When-you-wish-upon-a-star fireworks show at Disney with BD and the Mini at my side. As the words softly echoed in my ears and the boom from the display lit the sky my eyes filled with tears…my dreams really did come true. So, I looked up and closed my eyes, the warm stream drifting back to my ears and made one more wish. If it comes true, I’ll always be as happy as I am today.
My picture taking was sporadic and I’m still wrestling with what photos would be appropriate to share; ie. I don’t want the Mini exposed throughout the world wide web.
Yet Another Black Guy? Nah, He’s The Man
While visiting the Sunshine State, I thought I’d take a moment to visit one of my favorite bloggers, Yet Another Black Guy, a.k.a. Royce. I’ve read his blog, The Excitable Bore, for a while and it seems that the brotha’s exploration and development are sincere, raw and endearing. Anywho, I called Royce shortly before my departure and quickly mentioned that it’s sad that so many of us read each other’s blog everyday – well everyday we write – but never make an attempt to make a physical connection. The truth is, we share so many personal tid-bits that sometimes our blog readers are privy to lots of information that may not be readily available to a lot of our friends. Royce turned out to be a sincere funny man and someone that instantly gave me a sense that we were old ‘boyz’ kickin’ it and laughing at so many ironic stories. With my tight schedule, I missed the opportunity to meet Royce face-to-face, but have extended the invitation for him to visit NYC and crash at my humble crib when he’s ready. Fo’ the record Royce, you sound like a lot of fun - an intelligent and down-to-earth brotha. Don’t be so hard on yourself and others in your dating quest. To me it would just take you being yourself for the right guy to do the right thing.
Do you feel that your consistent blogger reads are folks you would want to know –in person – or would you rather keep your interaction strictly virtual?
Keep passin’ the open windows…