Grin and Bear It

I have been sick for the past five days, holed up in my apartment. It has been miserable! On top of that, I started chatting with the Chef, a guy I met online but had not yet met.

The Chef called and we talked for some time. I learned that he was strong in his faith and had a great sense of humor. There was a slight shyness and sweetness about him that was very appealing. To add even more sugar to the mix, for our first date he offered to come to my house and fix me soup to help me get better. I thought this was refreshingly unique and personal.

A knock on the door, the Chef stepped into my apartment, arms laden with food. He had painstakingly prepared French Onion Soup from scratch just for me. He even cooked extra so I could have some for later.

He seemed a little nervous, and I felt myself getting unusually nervous in response. We talked in the kitchen, until I noticed my cat crossing the room with his best buddy and favorite toy, a Valentine's Day bear.

It was not unusual for my kitten to drag his little friend around the room. Right below where the Chef was standing, my shameless cat started humping his bear. I realized my kitten had moved from being a "kitten" to a "catolescent." This momma was SO embarrassed. My date laughed it off with me, and we proceeded to ignore the little tart.

This date went from unique to one of a kind! The conversation was great, the food delectable..if the Chef can handle the kitty porn enough to call me for another date, I'm open for seconds!