Reading the Signs
Being guys, we are, by nature, dense. There are times when you really have to spell things out for us. I didn’t know I should’ve told her that, since the basketball game I was watching hit overtime, I’d be late for our date. I wasn’t aware that, even though we went out for lunch, she still wanted to know how my gimmick with my cousin went that afternoon. I soon realized however, that I should have known better. Those weren’t just the right things to do, they were the courteous things to do.
Thus, I’ve slowly learned to read Kristin’s body language and temperament. There are times when she says “I’m fine,” but she really isn’t, or there are occasions when she’s just so quiet that I feel like I screwed up big time. I don’t have sisters, only girl cousins, so that’s one of the reasons why I’m not used to being with a girl for long stretches during a week, let alone a day. I sometimes think that I have to read Kristin’s mind, just to make sure I’m doing the right thing.
Still, the biggest adjustment I’ve probably had to make is simply being aware that I am no longer alone. When I wake up in the morning, I’m wondering if Kristin slept well or not. Before I go to bed, I call her to wish her sweet dreams. For all the time in between, I just want to be with her. The fun part is that we keep learning new stuff about one another. At the end of the day, when I’m looking into her eyes and she gives me a kiss, I know that all this time I was waiting for her to come into my life, she was worth the wait.
Chick Flicks vs. Guy Movies
There have been times where I’ve just wanted to watch some mindless action movie, something that Kristin would never consider. Blade: Trinity is an example. Bad movie, but enough blood and guts to pique my interest. Rather than putting my girlfriend through the painful ordeal of sitting in a dark cinema as Wesley Snipes squared off with Triple H, I texted the guys and we had a boys’ night out. Of course, before texting them, I told Kristin first.
Luckily, this works both ways. When there’s some chick flick like Mean Girls showing, Kristin doesn’t force me to watch. She tells me beforehand that she plans to catch it with her girl friends, and it’s perfectly fine with me. Of course, once in a while, I also volunteer to watch chick flicks with her. These romantic comedies can be cheesy and corny, but they also seem to make girls want to hug you or hold your hand. And that’s always a good thing!