...but not that much...

Drew came over last night. He was gone for the weekend and it was good to see him...

He brought over some salmon fillets from his charter fishing excursion this past weekend and I cooked them up with some veggies on the side... We ate and then took the dogs for a walk.

Drew always walks Zeus and I walk Zoey. Drew teases me that Zeus is his dog and that I shouldn't reprimand Zeus when we are out walking. But he refuses to pick up poop, so I get poop patrol for both dogs...hmmmm...hardly seems fair! LOL!!!

Any who...we were out walking and Zeus poops. I ask Drew if he is sure that he doesn't want to pick up poop and he replies... I love you, but not that much...

Huh????

I pause but only for a second because I am shocked that he said the "l" word. I act like it didn't mean anything, scoop the poop and off we go.

We got home, watched the Tigers...which is like watching Sybil. You never know which team is going to be playing. It could be the Good Tigers or it could be the Bad Tigers. Last night the Combo Team was playing...which failed miserably... We head to bed and sleep away the night...

Today I haven't really been contemplating any hidden meaning (you believe that something is wrong with you!!!) in the silly little "l" word phrase Drew let loose, but I do wonder how he really feels and what he thinks about our relationship.

We're getting together tomorrow p.m. to go watch a free blues concert in the park... I am going to have to broach the relationship topic with Drew very soon... I need to know where I stand and what he thinks about things. Maybe this weekend.

Okay, I admit it. I have been thinking about the slip of the "l" word....but not that much! ;)