I drove my son to work Saturday–he didn’t want to practice driving and I don’t want to make anything into something. I watched his game and we worked out together on different weight machines. I also called my aunt right before he started coaching. It was nice to catch up with her. My son’s team learned a ton and played great. I took a picture and sent it to my aunt. It was his last day of his basketball season, and next he coaches soccer. After weights, I took him to a local guitar shop and messed around on an acoustic guitar while he played a black EVH. He wants it for graduation. I’ll have to have his Dad contribute to it and I told him when he moves out that he has to keep it locked up. He and I walked around the park and talked. I took another long walk that night.

Sunday was book club. I don’t know why I had so much trouble with the murder in “Under the Banner of Heaven.” I didn’t even flinch with the depictions in “Killer Clown” or “Lost Girls,” but I think that the cold realism of Krakauer who I love made the murder of the toddler and mother something that I couldn’t read. I love the author. I’ve read, “Into Thin Air,” “Into the Wild,” “Rape and the Justice System in a College Town” and am now reading his book of essays. I liked all the history in “Under the Banner of Heaven” and our good discussion–just couldn’t read the murder parts. My son and I took another even longer walk Sunday; although, it was really windy. I got my mail shredded and all my laundry done and actually put away.

Today the super nice guy from work texted me early and said his girlfriend was dropping him off at 7:20. I asked if she was ok meeting me, because I want to meet her. When I went out there to meet her, the climber was in the back. I was surprised. The guy’s girlfriend has great energy. It was so nice to meet her. When the climber got out, she looked super hot. I said, “You look nice, _____.” The guy said, “You look great and professional.” She said, “The jacket is really to cover up the back of this shirt that has a design that I screen printed for a a burning man.” She sat up front. We all had balanced and good conversation on the way in. When we got there the climber said, “I think that we should all hang out in the car for the next eight minutes because we’re not contracted until 8.” I said, “That sounds like we’re doing drugs.” She laughed and said that it did. She said that she was going to lay on her desk for eight-minutes, which raised my eyebrows.

I signed in second, and she stroked my back and said, “You’re going to sign in today?” I said, “Yes, are you going to lay on your desk?” She cracked up. However, when I went into her office she got out behind her desk and laid on two tables in her room and bent her head back to talk to me. I sucked in my breath and said, “You’re terrible!” She said, “Thank you.” I adjourned and was definitely turned on. I worked and so did she. At the end of the work day I was zipping up everything, getting my things and she laid on the nice guy’s tables. I looked away and kept focused so I wouldn’t leave anything. When I exited my office she had left and was back in her office. We all left together. We all had a great and connected conversation on the way home. I looked west and said, “The mountains are beautiful.” She said, “Let’s all drive there.” The nice guy said, “Drop me home first.” Good vibes and conversation on the way home. I have cardio with my son Mondays and she was going to use her kiln and then go to the ice climbing gym.

I was so excited when her car wasn’t at his house. She said, “It’s only two blocks, but I’m getting up front.” I said, “You should! I feel like your Mom with just you back there and if I’d had a kid when I was 11-years, three-months and twenty-eight-days-old that would be a huge problem on many levels.” I think that she was going to pick up my hand when we got up the street. I told her that I couldn’t believe that she laid on tables and that she should warn me when she is going to do something that sexy at work! She said it was my fault for bringing it up again and I said, “To be fair you asked if I was signing in and then I followed up with that, but touché, you definitely won and nailed it.” She said, “Come ice climbing. That’s a workout.” I said, “As soon as my pinky heals, I would love to.” She picked up my hand and kissed my pinky. When she got out I unbuckled my seatbelt and said, “I’m hugging you.” I held my breath. She got out and winked at me. I would venture that she has served the ball from her court!