Oodles of Noodles

And that’s why we make a good you and me.

What comes out of his mouth is always a surprise. You know how some people are predictably funny? Before they even say a word you know what track their mind is on. You know, that one track. He’s not like that, he’s diversely funny. He can be gross-funny, goofy-funny, sarcastic-funny, discretly funny; You never know where his head is.

The big surprise came when he asked me to go to Dallas with him for a training group hosted by one of our clients. I was shocked, but quickly and calmly agreed to attend. He said it would be just the two of us for seven days. I was beyond ecstatic. I couldn’t stop thinking of how to finally “seal the deal” on this trip. I bought new clothes and lingerie, new make-up and perfume. This was my chance to hook ‘em and reel ‘em in. I was literally going crazy. I called my best friend, two days prior to leaving, and hashed out a plan with her. She thought I was insane and called me a homewrecker countless times, but I just kept thinking of how I was going to finally make him mine. I was dillusional and starting to freak myself out.

When it finally came down to it, I couldn’t do it. We were alone for an entire week, but didn’t have the guts to make a move even one time. I think that in the back of my mind I was the shame I knew I would feel if I actually succeeded and tore his family apart to get what I wanted. It wasn’t even what I wanted anymore, it was what I needed so very badly.