Excitement! I feel excitement!

First off: I had one of the most thrilling nights I can imagine. I was in the middle for a while, then on the end of a fabulous pile of amazing people who did lots of fun stuff. I am polite enough to not detail what though. Suffice to say that I came home horny.

Ate, talked with my Puppy a bit in a somewhat idle fashion. Eventually he had me sit down across from him and he said that there was something he wants to give me. But he is really nervous about it. Uhm… (I think it is going to be my collar. So I just sit there all quiet like.) He pulled it out of his pocket. He said, “I know how you feel about reusing things (hot button) and I know how you feel about symbols (very important to me) so I’m worried that you will think this is bad.” It was a gold ring on a leather cord. Obviously his former wedding ring. “When I took this ring off I thought it would kill me. It is the symbol of my love and fidelity and I thought I would never give those things to anyone again. But in you I have found more than I ever thought I could find. I would like you to wear this as a symbol of our relationship.”

There were a few more things, but you guys don’t get to hear about everything. Uhm. Yeah. I’m pretty happy to wear it.

This morning we had a conversation about reusing things and how that kind of plays out in my head. I told him that I probably would have been upset if he had given me her ring, because that was something that had belonged to someone else. He was instead giving me something that was only his and had been part of him. This seems ok with me. I didn’t have my instant recoil that I usually have when I feel like something is being recycled. It really was his symbol and I don’t feel bad about that.

I’m going to monitor my feelings about this for a while.

Then other things happened. But you knew that.