WHAT THEY REALLY SHOULD HAVE TAUGHT YOU IN SEX ED

My God! People have been telling me I haven't been writing lately, but I didn't realize it has been since April?! It seems that I am always apologizing each and every time I post, so I am vowing to write more, after all, I claim to be a writer.

What has been happening? Well, the crush, oh the crush, the crush, the crush. What to say, we were "seeing" each other, "dating" whatever you want to call it for the past 4 months, and it was great, except for the fact that he is not over his past break-up, and really can I blame him for that? Hasn't this entire blog been based on me getting over my break-up? Great loves take time, the only thing that takes longer, is getting over them. But timing is timing, and sometimes it sucks, because he is great. But I can't do it again, I can't save another one, I think I have finally learned that lesson.

Score one more for me.

Interestingly enough, in the past few months, due to the men I have been involved with, I have learned the very subtle, but oh so important difference between a boy and a man. A man will stand up and say, "I have issues, and it is not your job to fix them, so, I'm not going to drag you into and out of them, I am going to make a decision that is best for all involved, and I'm going to respect you and your feelings" That is the difference. I learned this from the crush as well as Dirty Teacher guy (who yes, I did, after all that) hook up with, a while ago, before the crush, the time line is confussing, I know. And this is for his ego, it was a great as anticipated. However, he recently made the very mature decision to stop having casual sex in his life, despite his dirtiness, and focus on other things. It's oddly refreshing dealing with a man, rather than a boy, but I'm not complaining, I am celebrating them for finally reaching man-dom, I knew they had to be out there somewhere!

Also, and much more deliciously, I discovered that in the last year and a half, I have learned what a good lover is. Ahem:

It is someone who puts their partner first, who makes sure you know you are appreciated (even says thank you after at times). Who calls you sexy, doesn't just say "that's hot" but you're sexy. Who makes you feel like a goddess. Who knows they have something in their grasp that is unique and special and is there to be honored and enjoyed, and not always in a lovey, mushy way, just in an, appreciate the art of it way. That, my friends, that is a good lover. Fantastic even.

I promise not to apologize again.