Once Bitten Twice Shy

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I had a very, very good and interesting time tonight.

There were police, twice.  #1 was the fan who showed up drunk and started threatening the other guests.  #2 was the restaurant owner next door who went after his wife with the kitchen knife and knocked over the coffee house tables on the sidewalk.  She was okay but holy blades batman!  Cops everywhere… The most active coffee house ever… Who knew.  The full moon was LAST week.

Nice cozy friendly snuggles on a green velvet couch listening to really good music that M enjoyed as much as I thought he might.  You know, his leg on my foot, brushing my arm as he gestures in conversation, that kind of thing.  But not in a pushy way, nothing sexual, just a testing of the waters I think, affectionate, sweet.  Very clear signals without making me feel uncomfortable because I must admit I feel once bitten twice shy.

More talk with my new friends, lots of photos, and they loved the pouch and will probably steal it from each other.  Must make one more.  I have an invite to visit them at their stone cottage in Ireland.

A motorcycle ride might very well materialize this week, perhaps Monday. If he doesn’t go camping.  We’ll see.  The hug at the car let me know in no uncertain times that there is still something there.  Again, all gentlemanly, nothing to make me freak out.  But a lingering lovely hug with his head against mine.  Awwww.  There is a difference this time.  No flirting and a lot of questions about me which was a big change.  His attention appears to have shifted from himself to me in the main and that is an aphrodisiac of the finest kind.  Interested attention.  And no nerves after the first 5 minutes, just comfortable in each others company.  Which feels really, really good.  The truth is I have feelings for this man.    I must keep my feet on the floor for now.  Head in the clouds though.  R would tell me to tell him to go to hell. She did that months ago actually.  See that was part of the problem.  Her telling me what to do instead of waiting to see how I would move or decide.  Feh.  But you know what?  No.  I’m not going to.  I trust my instincts today.  And right now they’re telling me to keep investigating.

I’ve been having a lot of trouble falling asleep of late.  Tonight might not be much different.

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Two Saturdays ago I went with The No Spark Guy to hear a folk duo play at a local coffee house. That night he invited me to go again tonight as they are playing the same venue. I said I planned on going and bringing all my friends. It was the kindest way of letting him know that perhaps not. He has not called me nor I he.  He’s a very nice, intelligent man.  He will remain a friend.  But never more than that.**

So.  This duo.  Tania Opland and Mike Freeman.  They both play a plethora of instruments from dulcimer to irish bones to guitar and tenor recorder.  As they were playing Oak and Ash and Thorn and I was singing along (I knew a few of their tunes) I got this glint in my head that they might be kindred spirits.  I was right.  At the break I went to talk to them and while Tania talked with some other folks, Mike and I had quite a chat.  The break extended to 30 minutes instead of the 10.  We talked about music and instruments, he showed off his new guitar (gorgeous). And yeah, I listen to other artists besides Steve Marriott.  *laugh*

They are friends of Anne McCaffrey (as well as other folks all over the planet, they are well traveled).  At her request, they took the bardic songs from the Dragons of Pern series and put them to music.  How cool is that? I’m a Dragon’s of Pern fan, read them all some years ago.  I’m listening to The Masterhaper of Pern CD right now and it’s quite lovely.  Mike gave it to me sneakily as I have no money.

They were both very kind to me and I’m really looking forward to seeing them again.  They are much fun, intelligent, interesting, and witty. And they sang Oak and Ash and Thorn.  When there is a connection like that I want to create and pass it on. I made them a pouch this week in gratitude. This is why I make stuff. Not to make money or create a business. But to share my joy, my passion, and to bring good things to others.

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**Tonight might be interesting. Because I’m meeting M there. Some of you may recall that M plays and sings guitar, folk to be specific (along with bluegrass and some rock). We are quietly easing around the edges at the moment and public venues are a very good way to get together right now. It is safe for both of us and I think that with time we will create perhaps an intimacy that is more than sparks. It is the only way to proceed. It’s that or not at all for neither of us has any intention of repeating January, not the way it happened at any rate. But I do hope he’ll invite me on a bike ride while the weather is still gorgeous.  If No Spark Guy shows up I suppose he’ll see that it’s not going to happen but I think he knows that already.