Cici Stevens

2005-10-21T06:14:00.000-04:00

What a great night. I'm am still pumped up from every minute I spent with Coy. That man just has *something* that makes my heart beat faster. We went to dinner at a great little Italian place in Bronxville. After dinner, we took a drive and wound up at Bear Mountain State Park! The time just flew in the car, talking and listening to the radio. Once we got there, went to this little gazebo area and sat next to each other on the bench. It was so romantic and sweet. When we weren't staring at each other, we were having great conversation. It's amazing how much we have in common! We were there until 4am this morning and I am exhausted as I write this but I am thrilled thinking that this thing we have going on might just be going somewhere. I am looking forward to finding out where. Now it's time for bed and some sweet dreams.

2005-10-20T05:06:00.000-04:00

I'm laying here in bed, laptop open, wondering what to write. I've had such a busy week that I can barely think of anything other than work. I have six jobs lined up this month and Charles quit today, leaving me short one drywall guy. I've just hired a new secretary who doesn't know what the hell she's doing, but has great potential. This industry is new to her, so the lingo is not familiar and she asks me way too many questions. I just have to ease up and let her learn her way around the office. I really don't care what method she uses to do things, as long as what I ask gets done. Friday I am going out with Coy, which will be a much needed break from my busy week. Can't wait.

2005-10-17T02:16:00.000-04:00

Whew! Where has the time gone? I haven't posted in like, two weeks!! I hate that. I've been so busy, up almost every night till midnight trying to finish this project. The deadline is Thursday. I'm almost done. I think if I spend the next two days immersed in it, I'll get it done. I always thought it would be a lot of fun to own my own business, and most of the time it is, but when stuff like this is happening, I have a tendency to take on all the work. I really have to work on delegating!

Coy has called several times in the past two weeks and I've had to put him off every time, except for one time when I met him at the Starbuck's in Chappaqua. I love that little town and the Starbucks is in such a cute area. Plus, I'm always up for a Clinton sighting and he's been known to frequent the place often. I saw him once a year or so ago. He had obviously been out jogging or something, he was dressed very casually and was very friendly. He was coming in as I was leaving and held the door open for me. He said hello, I said the same and then only when I got in the car did I realized who just held the door open for me!! How many people can say that about a former prez?

I can't wait to get this project done because I'll have more free time, which means more dating time!! I have a text message on my phone right now that begs answering, but I just can't do it until I'm done with today's work. I shouldn't even be posting this but sometimes I know I go weeks without writing anything. Just look at September!! And this was supposed to be a good thing for me to do. If I'm going to get anything out of it, I have to start posting!

2005-10-03T00:11:00.000-04:00

You have reached... I got four hangups tonight! I let the machine answer and listened while someone on the other end just stayed quiet. It's kind of weird, because this is a new number and I haven't give it out to anyone.

2005-10-01T11:57:00.000-04:00

I have a hot date with Coy tonight. I've been looking forward to this for months. We've known each other for a while but just now decided that we like each other. At least I think he likes me. He calls me all the time, making small talk about stuff that's not really all that important.

We met when I was doing construction on his house. He wanted to have an addition put on, so he called me. I walked the property with him, took a look at what he wanted done and told him I'd get back to him tomorrow with the price. He wanted to know when my crew would be out there to get started. I said "I haven't even given you a price yet." He said, "I decided you would get the job as soon as you got out of the car." Well, if only all of my meetings would go so smoothly in my favor.

After the intial meeting as his house, I had seen him a few more times to go over the plans and figure out some details that I needed his input on. I knew exactly how long the job would take but hoped for some reason, it would get delayed so I could see more of him. The Gods must have been working in my favor because we had a few weather problems and then he sprained his wrist playing god knows what sport, and asked if I could re-schedule the work. I was more than happy to do that, knowing it would stretch out my time at his house.

Well, the place is finally done and he called me on Monday chattering on about nothing when he finally go to the real reason he called - to ask me to dinner. Of course I was more than happy to go, but I wanted to act cool. Why do we still do that?? So, I told him I had to check my schedule for the weekend and I would get back to him. Luckily, the only thing I have planned for Saturday is my watercolor class in the morning, but that wouldn't conflict at all, so I called him back and gave him my answer.

I could hear the delight in his voice, which made the delight in mine more noticeable than I had wanted. Now all I have to do is decide on what to wear!

I could hear the

2005-09-27T16:42:00.000-04:00

The wedding was great. Well, great with the exception of spending most of the night dodging Tami's new husband. Twice he commented on how nice my dress was, once he followed me to the bathroom and once during the reception, he came up behind me and blew in my ear. Yes, BLEW. IN. MY. EAR.

Are we in eight grade, people? It wasn't the playful kind of *puff* of air you blow towards someone, giving them the hint that you're behind them. No. It was the hot, humid breath of someone you don't really want to turn around to see. And when you DO turn around, they are looking at you with a smile that says "good, huh?".

I successfully avoided him most of the night and when Tami asked me how I liked the wedding and what I thought of her husband, I said "lovely" and "you're perfect for each other" in response. I just wish that I could tell her the truth. But you never can without looking like the bad girl, can you?

2005-09-22T15:58:00.000-04:00

My best friend Tami is getting married this weekend. Thank God I'm not in the wedding, I've seen the hideous dresses. I don't understand why, if you're going to have a fall wedding, you would pick a summery pastel color for the bridesmaids? It really doesn't surprise me though, since her bad taste isn't just limited to fashion. You should meet her husband to be.

About three years ago, just after they had started dating, I ran into him in the kitchen of a house party we were all attending. I knew who he was from pictures, but he had not met me yet. He said hello, asked me if he could get me a drink and then proceeded to stand entirely too close to me. Leaning in and touching me on the arm as he talked. At one point, he rubbed up against me as be squeezed by to head to the bathroom. When he came back, Tami was with him and she began the introductions. I acted like we hadn't met but watched him squirm as he looked at me, wondering if I was going to spill the beans on him or not. I did not.

He always seemed to have an attraction to me, but as Tami's friend, I never pursued it or mentioned our first meeting. Part of me doesn't think he's right for her, but she seems very happy with him and in the years they've been dating, I haven't heard of an incident where his fidelity might come into question. I guess I just have to put on my party dress and get ready to celebrate their happy union. I'll report the details next week.

A Place To Be Me

2005-08-15T12:09:00.000-04:00

I have discovered a place to be myself. I have been reading a lot of blogs and thought it might be a good idea for me to start one of my own. So here it is, my thoughts, my way.