The 'step' factor is a concept I've been workiing on for a few years now. I want to tell the story of how it feels to be a step parent that is not appreciated. I feel it is a story that needs to be told because I believe I am not the only one. I remember the first morning I woke up in my new boyfriends bedroom. We talked about his son a lot. I even helped him learn how to put him to sleep at night. I was only 19 at the time and my new boyfriend was about 32. I fell in love with him over the course of 30 days talking over the phone. We were supposed to go on a double-date with my best friend and his good friend but that never happened. We still wanted to meet each other anyway, so we set up a date. That day was October 11, 1993. We went to the movies in Marina Del Rey, California.
We saw a movie with Cuba Gooding Jr I think it was called 'Judgement Night' if my memory serves me correctly. All I remember was in the movies he asked me if his breath stunk and I thought that was kinda odd but it smelled o.k. I guess he was planning on kissing me later.
We hung out a little before going in to see the movie and I felt like I had known him forever. It's really strange how you can meet someone for the very first time and feel like you've known them your whole life. That's exactly how I felt.
We played arcade games after the movie and He liked Galactica while I loved Ms. Pac Man. Yes we are that old because arcades don't even exist anymore. It was one of the best dates I had.
The next morning (wink, wink) I woke up to his son holding this long wooden stick...looked like a broom handle...knocking against the end of the bed. I guess he was trying to scare me. I told that little bugger when no one was around that he better go put that stick down before I put it down for him.
Maybe that was just too much for him at four but I thought it was pretty audacious of him to use it to try and scare me so I figured I better let him know early that kids can't intimidate me...I'm bigger than them. Hmm.
We saw a movie with Cuba Gooding Jr I think it was called 'Judgement Night' if my memory serves me correctly. All I remember was in the movies he asked me if his breath stunk and I thought that was kinda odd but it smelled o.k. I guess he was planning on kissing me later.
We hung out a little before going in to see the movie and I felt like I had known him forever. It's really strange how you can meet someone for the very first time and feel like you've known them your whole life. That's exactly how I felt.
We played arcade games after the movie and He liked Galactica while I loved Ms. Pac Man. Yes we are that old because arcades don't even exist anymore. It was one of the best dates I had.
The next morning (wink, wink) I woke up to his son holding this long wooden stick...looked like a broom handle...knocking against the end of the bed. I guess he was trying to scare me. I told that little bugger when no one was around that he better go put that stick down before I put it down for him.
Maybe that was just too much for him at four but I thought it was pretty audacious of him to use it to try and scare me so I figured I better let him know early that kids can't intimidate me...I'm bigger than them. Hmm.
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