I Miss NY

            There are many things I can go without.  Fried chicken, a camera, a phone, sex (although its hard and complicated), beer (also hard and complicated), lotioning my legs, and soda.  However!  There are some things I don’t like to go without, and those things would be this; NY!  Everything about NY!  Damnit!  For instance, Pumpkin ales, (does that defeat the purpose of going without beers?) hay rides, cool crisp air, the San Gennaro Festival in Little Italy, hard rolls, cannolis, the Watering Hole, my friends, easy access to Jeff, (corny?  GET OVER IT!), and of course my Angels. 

            But this isn’t a blog about my Angels, or hard rolls or cannolis.  This is a blog about Jeff.  Damn his cute self! 

            He’s been texting me for a few days about nothing in particular.  But tonight for instance, he is talking to me about the pros and cons of being in the north compared to the south.  And like I stated in the previous paragraphs, clearly the north wins.  (Again!  Pun intended!  Too soon?)

            “Hope everything is going good with you, Hun.”

            “Its going lovely!  How are you?”

            “Chillin.  Hope you are as well.”

            “Slinging wine, so I am good.”

            “I’m slinging pumpkin beers.  Fall in NY is the best.”

            “Rub it in!”

            “I tease!”

            “I’m aware….  That your rude!”

            “Dude, your in Carolina that’s awesome.  I am just trying to hold my own here.”

            “HAHAHA Truuueeee.  I give you permission to visit.  I have an extra bedroom.”

            “Extra bedrooms are for fairies.”

            “Oh, you want to stay on the couch?  I can make that up for you.”

            “You think your funny.”

            “No, I KNOW I’m funny.”

            HAHAHA.  It’s too easy!  I think I did a good job of throwing it out there that he should come down and visit me.  But, I doubt that will happen.  EVER. 

            Again, why does it have to be so easy with him?  Why is he 600 miles away from me and he still texts and calls and cares enough to see how I am doing?!  WHY WHY WHY!?  This is just my luck right!?

            I think I am going to try to convince him to come down for a visit.  However, I also think I am going to set up his bed on the couch and see how well that goes, and how long it lasts.  I highly doubt he will come down, but it would be funny as shit if he did. 

            Thoughts?!!?