How Many Light Bulbs Does It Take To…?
One of the greatest things in life is a light bulb.
I don’t mean a household light bulb or something you screw into a socket. I mean personal light bulbs. The kind that would appear over your head if you were a cartoon. It’s happens in those moments when you come to sort of realization. The light bulb comes on and things seem so much more clear. I guess it’s true with any sort-of-relationship, but my time with the attorney has been a series of light bulbs.
The first light bulb to come on was probably the one where I realized that I think he’s a sexy man. That may seem like a “duh” to ya’ll considering we’ve been keeping company for about 9 months now, but I don’t think “sexy” is the first impression people have of the attorney. Yes, he’s handsome and in good shape. But, he’s not a Brazilian pool boy. (Not that I particularly find that sexy. But you get the point.)
Even so, he’s got a mile-wide grin (I don’t what it is about guys with large mouths. Jake has a large mouth, too), and a bootie that sits nice and high on ten-mile long legs, and one day the light bulb came on when I realized that I can chub out just being around him.
Then there was the light bulb when I had a chance to watch him from a distance, charming his colleagues and a crowd of people. The light bulb that told me I was smitten.
And there was the light bulb from the first time we had a big fight. The bulb that told me he really liked me. It may sound kind of twisted, but for someone to really get into a serious fight with you, they have to like you enough to care.
Another bulb came on this past weekend when the Vols played the Georgia Bulldogs on Saturday. I won’t go into the details because I know most of you don’t give a shit. But it was a great win for Tennessee. They were back in great form (like a team from 5-10 years ago) and man-handled Georgia 35-14. The game was in Knoxville, but because of some obligations with Granny, I couldn’t go. So, the attorney went without me and I missed out on a great game (I did see it on TV) and missed out on seeing it from the attorney’s 40-yard line seats. But, the worst part was missing out on seeing it with the attorney, 40-yard line or not.
You see, another one of the great things in life is having an experience that you share with someone you care about and who cares about you. And nothing sucks worse than having the experience and having someone you care about and who cares about you, but not getting to share it.
That’s why, after the Tennessee game, I drove down to Knoxville to the attorney’s house so that we could catch the second half of the LSU-Florida game on TV. I’m so glad I did. It was one of the best football games ever. And as much as I regretted missing out on the Tennessee win with him, sharing in the Gator’s loss more than made up for it.
Who knows how many light bulbs there have been. I’ve lost count. And who knows how many more are on the horizon. But one day there will be enough to light up like a marquee. I’m not sure what the title of the play will be, but I’m beginning to think that the names of the stars are becoming a lot more clear.
October 9th, 2007 at 8:28 am
Awwwww….
October 9th, 2007 at 8:51 am
I know exactly what you mean Tony. Because that is exactly how I feel about my husband. We share experiences. Experiences I have by myself are less if I am not with him. My first thought is, wait until I tell my husband about this! The attorney is now your partner in life. You are head over heels in love with him. That will be the next light bulb for you, unless it has already happened and you don’t want to blog about it, which is totally understandable. My husband is no Brazilian pool boy either, but neither am I. Catch my drift?
October 9th, 2007 at 9:57 am
That was soooo sweet Tony.
And I am glad you loved the 2nd half of the LSU game. I was practically pouting on Adam and Brad’s couch in Texas watching that game. Then, as LSU came alive… I came alive. I can’t believe they converted five of five 4th downs! Talk about DRAMA!!!
I think one day you should introduce your BF to Granny. I think she would love to see your happiness you share here.
October 9th, 2007 at 10:30 am
Congratulations. You are so lucky to be aware of your life as you’re living it. It’s hard for me to believe you’re only in your young 30′s. So many of us don’t pay attention to our lives as we drift from day to day. It’s an honor to follow you through your life and be allowed to share as you experience your life.
October 9th, 2007 at 11:32 am
that was awesome.
October 9th, 2007 at 5:11 pm
I’m glad you have so much light (and warmth) in your life. And thanks for sharing it with us. You put a big grin on my face every time you write.
October 9th, 2007 at 5:38 pm
How many homos does it take to change a lighbulb?
Two. One to change the bulb, and his bf to share the experience with.
October 9th, 2007 at 5:40 pm
. . . for someone to really get into a serious fight with you, they have to like you enough to care.
And doesn’t that make all the difference? When some for whom you care, cares about you too? It changes your whole perspective.
October 9th, 2007 at 5:43 pm
I’ll join everyone else and say how happy it makes me to read about how happy you are. Your words pulse with wattage. What a great metaphor … a series of light bulbs illuminating your developing feelings. I’m so glad for you, and for him. You’re a star.
October 9th, 2007 at 6:05 pm
My lordy, does this mean that FINALLY you might start calling him your boyfriend?
October 9th, 2007 at 6:09 pm
I know what the marquee will say: Here Come the Grooms.
October 9th, 2007 at 6:38 pm
LT… Boy, you got it bad… and so does The Attorney… I’m glad y’all found your “Happy” it sure looks good on you…
Lots Of Love
SYN
October 9th, 2007 at 7:39 pm
If you replace Vols with Indians – it would have been a GREAT post. : )
October 9th, 2007 at 10:18 pm
Gosh, someone else gets lightbulbs too. I still get them after 17 years with my man. They’re pretty cool, and the best part is they never burn out………..
October 9th, 2007 at 11:49 pm
Tony,
What a great post.
October 10th, 2007 at 3:30 pm
Me thinks you are in love T. An awesome (and sometimes painful) feeling to say the least. You more than deserve it. And I don’t need to make boisterous threats about him treating you right either. I know you well enough to know you wouldn’t put up with anyone who didn’t. It warms my heart to see you discovering a connection.
I was also struck by your realization of changes in your own behavior. I have learned I can tell how strongly I feel for someone by how it changes my desire to behave or my reactions to things. It can sneak up on ya and then, BAM! lol
October 10th, 2007 at 4:35 pm
Awww…what an amazing metaphor for such a complicated juncture in life – love. Tony, you write brilliantly about life, which is why we all read this blog. Keep writing for us, maybe someday you’ll convince the attorney to pose for you website too.
October 10th, 2007 at 4:48 pm
I just re-read your first post with the Attorney … how you didn’t jump his bones the night you met, because you thought there could more possibilities with him than a roll in the hay … it may not been a full-on 100-watter, but it seems a small bulb (ignition light?) was going off, even then. you’re a cool dude, congrats.
October 11th, 2007 at 10:42 pm
Tony’s in lovvvvvvve. When you start liking the grin, you’re goin’ under, dude. Are you noticing the world is brighter lately? You seeing the possibilities? And, I’ll bet after the fight the make-up sex was earth rockin’.
October 17th, 2007 at 11:47 pm
shine on, big guy, shine on. : ]