This Weekend? Awesome, Mostly

Yeah, it was a great weekend, it just ended a little badly last night but then turned out fine again, as I knew it would. As Tito J. would say, "What had happened, was..."

So Friday night was awesome, as I arrived home from Job #2 to get changed and then get to Stefano's house. As I walked in I saw a dozen red roses sitting on my coffee table, along with a card. Mr. Wonderful Sweet Stefano had snuck in and left them!!! Awwwwww.....!!! Jesus H. Tapdancing Christ, he is the best. So then I got to his place and he had Reisling, veggies/hummus, and had heated up some spanikopita. Delicious! We watched some of Monterey Pop and then I got my bubble bath. But b/c I'm also a giving person, I gave him a massage, as he loves them.

Saturday we couldn't sleep in too late b/c I had to get that recliner out of my house along with some other crap for heavy trash pickup. So we scooted over to my place and dragged it all out there, including the old shower doors that J. had taken off, as they'd been sitting in my patio all this time, plus some old riding toys of S's daughter. So now my patio is completely cleared out and looks awesome! It is totally ready for me to buy a cute little French bistro set or some such thing. Actually, I'd love some kind of glider chair/bench, something like that. One of these days when I have time to think about it or go shopping, I will.

To thank Stefano for helping me I took him to breakfast. Then I went home to relax before patrol. I was going to head out there by 1400 hrs. but I couldn't get my act together in time so I was there by 1500. Actually I was spending time gathering a bunch of S's clothes and photographing them to post on Craigslist. And actually, I gave Stefano about 4 or 5 shirts that I had never seen S even wear, as they were very nice and dressy and would totally work for stage wear!

Patrol was lame and uneventful but I worked w/my friend the FTO. I told him if he didn't show me a good time I was outta there by 8 or 9p! I actually stayed 'til 9:30 then went home to change and over to Stefano's, where I enjoyed some coconut rum.

The next morning we both slept in really late. We lounged around and read the paper--Stefano gets the Sunday NY Times. I went home after awhile to relax and try to get some reading done. I am almost done w/2 of the library books I picked up 2 Fridays ago so I had to request 2 more to be delivered this week as I am planning on doing LOTS of reading in Vegas this weekend! Then it was time to get ready to go see the Two Star Symphony at Discovery Green. We packed my flask, cigars, and my folding chairs. The weather was so beautiful, the music was just ok. Stefano had never been to Disc. Green so I was glad to be able to take him. He also bought me a Gelato... yum!

Then we got to my gig at Rudz. I was soooo craving french fries and planned to order some when we got there! French fries used to be my crack cocaine. I used to eat them every other day. I once gave them up for Lent which was incredibly difficult. But now that I'm interested in Slimagineering and staying thin I am off the fries and rarely eat them. In fact, we were given free drinks and free food at the gig but the bartender talked me into getting the tater tots, which I did! The gig was a benefit for the MS150, and we raised $600! I was proud to help. Li'l bro even came out, though he really has no excuse for not attending my gigs at Rudz since he lives literally across the street and one street over.

At one point Leo and Stefano disappeared. I asked if anyone had seen them and George confirmed that Leo had gone outside to have a "fag". I said I hoped Stefano wasn't out there indulging too. Actually I had just asked Stefano that morning how he'd been doing with the no-smoking thing since he'd quit on St. Patrick's Day. I asked him if he'd had any setbacks, and he said once or twice. But I didn't judge or condemn him, or even have anything to say about that. I had told him when he first quit that he would probably suffer some setbacks. Big deal, it happens! I was just proud of him for even attempting to quit!

Me and li'l bro got us some barbeque plates and were eating when Leo came back inside. I asked him if Stefano'd been w/him and Leo confirmed yes, that they'd been out smoking and Leo had let him bum a cig. Then he said for me not to be hard on Stefano about it and I said I wasn't--it was Stefano's life and health, not mine! After awhile Stefano came back in and I asked him if he'd been out w/Leo. Stefano said yes, he'd been out there while Leo had smoked. I said, "And you, did you have a cigarette?" And Stefano shook his head and said no. I said "Really?" and Stefano paused before fessing up. I was pretty upset. I tried not to be, but Stefano knows my honesty policy and that lying is my #1 DealBreaker. I didn't get upset, I just said that Leo had told me, and I said very calmly, "Don't ever lie to me again." Stefano said he wouldn't.

So then we played our gig and we played really well. We played 2 sets. During the break I sat w/my legs on Stefano's lap and acted like everything was fine. Which it was, but I was still bothered by the lie. But I was also drinking a bunch of free drinks so I managed to get over it for the time being. After the gig Stefano had loaded my amp into his car and was moving his car while The Leo Trio decided we needed to do a shot of Crown together. I told Leo that I loved him and he told me he loved me too, and he told me to kiss him so I did, a moist peck on the lips. When Stefano came back I was ready to split and go home, so we did.

On the drive home I brought up the cigarette lie b/c I just wanted there to be no misunderstanding about how incredibly serious I am about lying. I reminded Stefano of my honesty policy and he admitted that I had definitely made that clear in the beginning of our relationship. I said I was not going to have any more lying in my life. Period. And that if he lied to me again then we'd be over. I wasn't pissed, I wasn't angry, I was just stating these things as matter of fact. There is no reason for me to be emotional about this. It's just how it is and I'll spend the rest of my life alone before I'll be with anyone who lies to me about ANYTHING.

I wanted some cookies so we swung by the grocery store before heading home. Stefano bought my cookies for me. At my house he unloaded my amp and then said he wasn't sure he should stay the night after all. He said he was ashamed of what he'd done. I said that I felt bad about having to discuss this b/c lying about smoking seems like such a small, silly thing. But small lies easily snowball into big lies, and that's what bothers me about lying. Stefano said he didn't know why he lied, esp. when you consider that I had already expected and accepted that he'd have setbacks with the non-smoking. He said he felt like he had let me down, and he had lied in the 1st place b/c he didn't want me to be disappointed in him. I hugged him, then realized he was crying! He said he doesn't want to blow it w/me, and felt like he had. I said that now I felt bad, b/c he does 99 things right and for him to do 1 thing wrong, I didn't want him to feel like I was condemning him! I started crying too b/c it hurt me to see someone as wonderful as he is crying!

I told him that I still wanted him to stay the night w/me, and just to understand what my dealbreakers are and to not forget. I told him that I'm not perfect either and that someday I'm going to fuck up w/him too, and that I'll hope he will be able to forgive me when that time comes. So we dried our tears and he stayed the night and everything was good again. I said I wanted to move past this immediately. He's going to come stay w/me on Thursday night which is the night before I leave for Vegas. And I texted him this morning, asking how "Mr. Wonderful" was doing.

I can't believe I haven't gained much weight these past few days, when I feel like I've been doing all this extra eating. Going for a run tonight for sure! I've got a ton of podcasts to catch up on and running is the best time to do so.