Wednesday, February 20, 2008

The Weekend

was spent in Georgia, with my 'gentleman friend'. Who doesn't much care for the 'gentleman friend' appellation. Says it's too formal. The thing is, boyfriend just doesn't fit when you're facing down the barrel of fifty and he's been there, done that.

I cooked him some dinner Saturday night & I don't think it was my best pot of shrimp creole, but he hoovered it up, so maybe what do I know?

What was nice about that was the simple act of fixing a meal for someone. He hung around the kitchen while I cooked. I'd occasionally glance over at him from the corner of my eye, reveling in the pleasure he was taking in watching me cook. It's a feeling I haven't had in a long time.

Our date night was Gordon Lightfoot, live in concert. Gordon is the man. Gordon's bass player may well be the dude. Did you know Gordon is 69? Let me tell you, he and his band can rock. That voice is still smooth as silk and I don't think I've ever seen a performer take as much pleasure in an audience, save Ray Price.

The whole weekend was a great time. It was easy-peasy, as the kids say.

I still look to my past, but I'm beginning to see a little further into the future of this new path I'm walking.

3 comments:

poopie said...

Gordon Lightfoot???? Lord girl..I'd give my firsborn to see him live!

pat said...

I also love Gordon lightfoot...sounds like a wonderful weekend. i know what you mean about the label...I have a hard time saying "my boyfriend" at my age...the girls in my pffice call him my "man"..not quite right either but better!

Deb said...

I've never seen Gordon Lightfoot perform live. What a treat that must have been!
And I'm so happy to read that you're having a good time :)