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 Holly Winter Living The Life Of Holly June 27, 2003 “I’m not feeling well.” Darlin-man warned. “No problem.” I said. “I had to take a muscle relaxer for my back. I’m out of it.” He said. “Ok. No big deal. Not like there’s a health requirement for our dates, right?” We got ready to go to dinner. “Come on, Lady. Time to go out.” He said to his dog. But. You know how dogs are. Always in control. The real master of the house. You know how it is. She could tell that he didn’t feel well. She laid on the floor, turned her head away from him, and wagged her tail. “Lady.” He whistled a bit. “Let’s go out back.” She ignored him and wagged her tail harder. “Maybe she wants a little air conditioning in her evening.” I said. “Yeah. She did this earlier too.” We let the dog win and left for dinner. We got to the restaurant. Poor Darlin-man was getting that over-glazed-eyes look. You know. From the medicine he had taken. Oh. I know that look well, from my meds. “Hey. I like this wine list.” He said. “They arrange the wines by personality types.” “Really?” “Let’s see. We’ll choose something from this list. Soft, supple and fun. Doesn’t that sound like us?” We ordered our drinks and dinners and I watched as Darlin-man fell into the stupor of medicine. Oh. I know. Some women would have absolutely no tolerance for a man who wasn’t any fun on a date. Others would feel that there should be a little give and take, you know, since I am usually the one who isn’t well. I am thinking that one of the very best dates on earth, next to having Darlin-man his usually fun and outgoing self, is to have him tranquilized. I mean. It was a lot like having a conversation with a girlfriend. “How was your day?” He asked. “Awesome. I had lunch with the president of the Denver Woman’s Press Club.” I said. “You did that today?” “Yes. Today.” “When did you set it up?” “Last week.” “So. You had lunch?” “Yes. She came over to my place. We had a great time. We talked about everything. She’s an incredible woman.” I looked at Darlin-man to see if he was getting bored. Nope. Not yet. I wondered how the wine would mix with his meds. “She really likes the idea for my next book.” “She came to your house today?” “Yes. Today. It was awesome. We sat and had lunch and had tea and we talked about my book. She has the most fantastic grandchildren.” “Oh. Did you talk about anything when she was there?” “Sure did!” I said, enthusiastically. I was happy to still be on the same topic. “We talked about the job she retired from and some work she is going to start doing for her daughter. We talked about my problems at jetBlue. She might even know a lawyer for me to talk to.” He had lost all expression, but he was still sitting upright. I took the glass of wine out of his hand and poured the contents into my glass. Probably best if he didn’t drink anymore. “Holly. I think that I forgot to let Lady out.” He worried. I laughed. “She’s right where she’s supposed to be.” I took over the conversation for awhile while he went through the motions of eating. It was wonderful. I rambled on about my ideas, my problems with jetBlue, what I wanted to do in the future. He seemed most agreeable to everything I had to say. I had rarely felt so supported in a conversation with a man. I started thinking that I could buy massive quantities of that drug and sell it to woman so they can get the men in their lives to take it. I don’t know, call it “Conversation Glue” so men can’t keep on changing the topic back to sports or sex or the weather. I mean. Darlin-man is always fun and mostly agreeable. But. Tonight I got to finish several conversations without interruption. As we left the restaurant, he handed me the car keys. “Can you drive?” “Yes. I insist.” I laughed. “Sorry I wasn’t much fun.” He said. “You kidding? This was like a woman’s dream date!” I said. He shuffled his feet as we made our way to the car. “So. Honey. How often can you take this medicine?” I asked. ------------ About the author: Holly Winter is a teacher and a writer and a flight attendant living in Denver, Colorado, USA. She can be reached at her website or email: Holly@livingthelifeofholly.com Comment on this column in the forum. ------------ |
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