It's been a while since FH and I got together, Part of me was ambivalent about seeing her, as we do not have too much in common. But then, I think my ambivalence was related to once dating FH. Today's post has almost nothing to do with me being transgender, save that I showed FH pictures of me in Marian mode while in Hawaii.
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When I have nothing to do, I relax as much as possible, and relax I did. By the time I was ready to drive to FH's place, it was 4 pm, and I still had to gas up the car, then get cash for the week before proceeding to FH's place. As much as I tried to avoid some traffic jams, I still took longer than expected to get to Forest Hills. Once FH got in the car, it was like old times. No, I don't mean that things went smoothly. Instead, I mean that it was obvious why I could never have a serious romantic relationship with her, and why she could only be the type of friend I could meet for an occasional dinner once in a blue moon.
We arrived at the restaurant a little bit early, and sat down for dinner as soon as we arrived. Yes, it was a little bit of sticker shock for FH, but I wanted her to make sure that whenever we get together that it is "dutch treat". She wanted an adult drink, while I could have settled for something a child would drink. Yet, she didn't know what she wanted to drink, and had the waiter suggest a drink. Too bad that she didn't like it - she had to flag down our waiter to get a different drink. As for me, I have several go-to adult drinks that I will order, and I decided to have one with dinner.
After waiting a while (and eating the bread, carrots, and celery that was in front of us), dinner came - and we both were filled to the gills. And then it was time for us to go home. By the time I dropped FH off, I realized how much I missed RQS and wished that she were here with me.
