It has a been a busy weekend. First, I went to an astronomers convention on Saturday. Sunday, I spent grading. Oh, how I hate to grade. It was always one of the drawbacks to being a teacher. With my new teaching gig, they have grading deadlines. Ugh! I’m tired and a bit down today. My parents were supposed to come visit at the end of the month, but for the second year in a row, they have backed out of visiting. This always gets me down. I haven’t seen them since Christmas, and they promised me they would come this year since they didn’t come last year. Anyway, it’s just disappointing.

I fell asleep while reading last night. It’s been a whirlwind seven days, but I have time to rest now.

For my friend’s last night here in Vermont, we decided to go have Italian food. Then she needed a new bag because she’d bought some stuff while up here. We ended up at TJMaxx and decided to get beauty treatments while we were there. Lips, face, and feet. We were beautiful afterwards, LOL.

My best friend is arriving tomorrow night to stay for nine days. It’s nice that she can come for this amount of time. I’ve gone and stayed with her for a month before. We’ve known each other for over 15 years. We met back in graduate school and have been friends every since. She’s nervous about coming up here because she’ll be leaving her baby with her husband, but I’m sure he is more than capable of handling the baby on his own. I say baby, but I think he’s two or three now. Oh how time flies. Anyway, I plan to have a great time while she’s here, even if I have to still work most days that she’s here. We will have a good time. We are going to Montreal this weekend. She’s never been to Canada before, so this will be a new experience.

I went to bed last night then couldn’t go to sleep. After about thirty minutes of laying there, I realized, I’d forgotten to write my post for today. It had been a busy day yesterday. I had to go into the office because my internet and laptop wouldn’t cooperate for me to get my final grades in for he class I’m teaching. I’m also doing some house cleaning because next week a friend of mine is coming to visit. She’ll be staying for nine days. I don’t know what I’ll do with her for nine days, because I can’t take the whole time off work, especially since I’m taking off this Thursday and Friday to go to Chicago for a museum studies class. This is a special symposium offered by my program. It’s going to be a busy week between getting the apartment ready for her visit and getting all my grading and schoolwork done for the class I’m teaching and the one I’m taking. I hope it all gets done as planned.

I miss having a swimming pool. I used to have one in Alabama, but few pools exist up here in Vermont. I guess even in the summer the water stays too cold. Some people around here seem to even wait until August to go to the beach because the water has finally warmed up some. Of course, people who are used to it up here don’t seem to mind the colder water. I guess they’ve never experience what it’s like to have a day so hot that you sweat as soon as you step out the door and then go plunge into a cool, but not cold, pool. Of course, with that type of pool, your body acclimates to the temperature and it just becomes heaven. Oh well, maybe I just need to experience the waters up here. There are a few gay swimming holes in Vermont. Maybe one day I’ll get into shape and brave the cold water.

Yes, it’s another Monday, and time marches on. I had stuff to do over the weekend, but very little of it got done. I have a busy day today catching up. I hope I don’t get drawn into things at work and can get caught up. This online class that I am teaching is murder. What they expect of me is insane. Online teaching is not supposed to be this hard. Thankfully, I’ve looked ahead, and it does seem to get easier than the first two weeks. It’s maddening though. It will all get done though. I have my online class that I’m taking to deal with too. This week’s assignment is fairly easy, so I can get it done quickly.

What is it about a man in a towel that makes him so sexy? Is it because he just has his body partly covered? Of course, he looks hotter when the towel comes down. I remember back in grad school, I’d been working out one day and went into the locker room and took a shower. When I came out there was this gorgeous guy standing before me. He couldn’t have been much older than 18, and it was obvious he had just been swimming in the pool adjacent to the gym. Just as I walked out of the shower, I was stunned by his beauty. Then he dropped his towel. I was shocked partly because he’d done it on purpose, most young men do the towel dance and will do anything not to be seen completely naked. What really shocked me was what was underneath. He was definitely a shower, if you know what I mean. It was one of the most gorgeous pieces of manhood I’ve ever seen in real life. And there it was right in front of me. Nothing more happened. I went on and got dressed, but the vision that had been in front of me has been ingrained in my mind ever since.

Quite honestly, I don’t want to write anything today. Yesterday was a long day at work. I went to bed early, and didn’t want to get up in the morning. Duty calls though, and off to work I go.

I grew up out in the country. We were about fifteen minutes from the nearest town. We grew up next door to a family that we knew fairly well, but didn’t have much contact with. They’d once owned much of the land on our country road, but over the years had fallen on harder and harder times. They also used a lot of foul language which my mama didn’t like.

A couple of years ago, I was on Grindr. One of the few ways to meet people in Alabama if you’re gay. Anyway, the neighbor kid popped up on my Grindr feed. We started chatting, really before we realized who we were, and then he told me where he was and what his name was and I put two and two together. I told him we’d been neighbors growing up. He was shocked that I was the sexy kid next door. His words not mine. Anyway, he thought I was sexy. He was cute in a scrawny little kid way. He was a number of years younger than me.

We dated for much of that summer. None of our dates were that exciting. The sex was good though. He gave a great blow job and had a huge penis. But things happen. We kind of drifted apart, for reasons I’d rather not discuss here. I’ve seen him a few times since and he’s always very friendly.

The point of this story is that I was talking to my mother last night. Mama told me that he has developed a very aggressive form of cancer and has been given two months to live. I was able to keep it together with my mother on the phone because she has no idea that we dated. I wrote about it on this blog, and the guys parents knew we were hanging out together, but no one really knew we were dating.

I will be praying for him. There isn’t much more that I can do.