Feminizing My Boyfriend 4/28/2008

This weekend could have been classified as an experiement in feminization. 

Friday I had the distinct pleasure of having lunch, yes lunch, with him.  Those of you that know us know that he lives and works in Nashville and I live and work about an hour south.  He'd taken the day off "It's good to be the boss."  We had a very nice (but expensive! avoid Applebees if you can) lunch and then he kind of hung around a little joking with my prac for awhile.  He went for a movie and joined us for dinner and a movie. 

Later that night as we watched a movie by ourselves I thought it was hilarious that he has a big screen tv and a 32" flat screen at his house and he and I were huddled around a 7" portable DVD player watching a movie after my lil one went to sleep.  I guess that means he really does like me. 

Saturday morning dawned BRIGHT and early as my lil one woke me up at 6:45 cheerily informing me, "Sun awake!  It up time mommy!"  So after much coffee the three of us went to the park.  I took video of my lil one playing and talking to her Daddy.  She told him what her name was, how old she was, what colors she was wearing, etc.  He'll love it.  And we played together.  It was very nice.  It's really wonderful to get together and relax.  I watched him play with my lil one and I realized while no one will ever replace her father and I don't want them to, he has always been patient and kind to her, and sometimes moreso than I am.  I'm sure you single mothers can identify with that.  ;)

We went out for a spur of the moment date night that evening.  THIS is where it gets really immasculating/feminizing.  We has done this so spur of the moment and there wasn't really anything we wanted to see in the theaters we actually drove up to the next town north...  We walked around three stores just to look.  Okay, I looked, he wrapped his arms around me, told me how pretty I looked, and made every other woman jealous, and then we went and ate dinner.  Yeah, it was date night and we went shopping.  Wow, we're really exciting people.

Sunday was lazy.  Naps abounded.  I cooked dinner.  Okay, he had to tell me how to boil hotdogs.  Quit laughing, I'm serious.  My mom was a home ec major but all I ever knew about hot dogs was fork 'em, wrap 'em in a paper towel, and 45 seconds on the clock. 

I got called into work for a few minutes and when I got back my lil one had pooped in her panties.  I leave her with him for 20 minutes and she does that.  Wow, what a weekend for him.  He said he was going to call his urologist and tell him to schedule his 064.3.  (See Will2bbetter's blog for that definition.  ;)) 

But you know what?  This weekend was wonderful.  Even in the midst of finals (I took two, one more to go, one was done already).  No pressure, nothing HAD to be done, and it was the kind of weekend where we could just relax.  And yes, he was still tough, even with the shopping and the cooking.  He killed the bugs.  We enjoyed reading some blogs together, talking about issues they brought up.  We enjoyed just spending time together.  Just... being.

So it may not have been the most masculine of weekends.  In fact it was probably really not at all.  But it was fabulous.  And the more we spend times like that together (okay, not necessarily the shopping) endears me to him even more.  The more time we spend together and his true character is revealed more and more, the more I like what I see and the more I fall in love with him even deeper. 

How was YOUR weekend?  Anything YOU figured out?