[quote]red04 wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]red04 wrote:
[quote]orion wrote:
[quote]red04 wrote:
How has Orion not responded to this yet, anticipation is killing me.[/quote]
To what?
So far Hockey guy has strong provider game, does install kitchens and seems to be respected by his peers.
8/10.
If I read something from Emily like:
Cant … walk… I might have a dislocated hip…dont care… would bang again…
I shall admit that he is a prince among men and can get away with occasional cuddling, even in the beginning. [/quote]
I really thought you would have fun with all the handyman work he seemed to do, especially given the short sidetrack about it in Spock’s thread when PowerPuff talked about that book recently.
Color me disappointed.[/quote]
But “big, brooding handyman who has oil smears on his chiseled sweaty body”, he is not.
He is more like Bob the Builder. [/quote]
Not even when we throw in that he’s (even titled as) a hockey player, and does all that camping other people wimp out on in the cold, cold weather?
I’m not trying to be confrontational, I have my learning hat on.[/quote]
But those aren’t the main things. They caught my attention because they show traits that are not immediately obvious in a guy who works on research equipment for a living and who has a gentle, formal presentation. I want a man who likes to do things and is as anxious to play and get sweaty as I am. The house thing - yeah, that’s just sexy. Competence in something I have none in. The same way feminine traits and skills are sexy to masculine men. His willingness to sleep in a filthy, empty house rather than his own very nice bed so he can get stuff done to move the renovation project forward for his daughter is even sexier. It’s strength and devotion. It makes me think “big shoulders.”
The winter camping makes me think “weird” more than “manly,” frankly. I mean, I guess it’s manly if by manly we mean something I would never do. What catches my attention is that it’s fun-spirited and goofy for them all to come together for this. He was telling me that at one of these things (fall camping maybe) they shoot, and one of the people built some sort of revolving balloon device, like an arcade shooting game. (I forgot to ask how many guns he has so I can double-triple it.)
Because my own past - and some of my present - is so at odds with the way I appear at first glance, it matters to me that I not get someone who is lacking in edges and oddities. When I told him, way back before we’d kissed, I think, that I was a runaway, etc, his only reaction was “Really? Well, you clean up very nicely.” But I still worried about a mismatch. I worried what would happen if ever I felt the need to announce that I have a motherfucking Hitler mustache on my shin, as I have in the past. But his daughter floated the term “skin flute” on Sunday, so I think I can safely talk about the things I need to.
He makes me laugh, which isn’t that easy to do, as far as I can tell he’s strong physically and emotionally, he’s kind, he’s happy, and I like the way it feels to be close to him. I think he’s having the same experience with me. Both of my hips were dislocated after spending two nights together, but I didn’t mind at all, and will see him tonight.
Who knows, I could be back here in a month or a year, boo-hooing that he’s a jerk or just saying we didn’t jibe, but for now it feels like a really good thing.