And there's a damn good chance you never will know.
Those of you that know me know that keeping secrets is not my gig. My mom (hi mom!) can attest to the fact that as a teen I tried keeping things secret from her and quickly discovered that either she is one helluva detective or I suck at keeping secrets.
I quickly gave up secret-keeping.
During the bright early hours of this glorious TGIF morning, Anonymous left this comment to my previous post:
I have been reading you for about 3 years. I still don't understand why you and the boy aren't "hooked up"
First, if you've read for three years you probably know that The Boy and I dated eachother once upon a time. While he is my best friend he is not someone that I am attracted to on a romantic level for a variety of reasons. Now lets be clear about something: my use of the word "attracted" has nothing to do with looks. He has been compared to, in the looks department, as looking like a variety of *hot* male celebrities. Trust me when I tell you his looks are not the issue. He and I, on a variety of philosophical levels, are truly not right for eachother.
From where we stand on religion to finances to child-rearing, careers, marriage, romance, and so on, he and I do not agree on many rather significant topics.
If this were all about me, I would divulge every last detail of why we are not compatible but this is about him too and for that reason I have never and will never post a blow-by-blow account of all the things about him that do not work for me.
He and I have always had an incredibly open and honest relationship and anything I would write would be things that he and I have already discussed. I'm not afraid of hurting or alarming him with any KathyHowe confessions. My motivation to NOT share the details is about protecting his privacy, and yes, a bit of mine as well.
Throughout my life I have formed close friendships with men that were never romantic in nature. With The Boy, and other men in my life, I continue to have non-romantic relationships that are based on common interests that do not equal a romantic interest.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Also related to that last post where I thought I saw The Boy walking in the hazy distance in downtown earlier this week. It wasn't him. Which makes me damn glad I didn't excuse myself from the conversation I was having and run screaming down the sidewalk to attack an innocent stranger with shouts of "SCHMOOPIE!".
Must have been his stunt double.
I quickly gave up secret-keeping.
During the bright early hours of this glorious TGIF morning, Anonymous left this comment to my previous post:
I have been reading you for about 3 years. I still don't understand why you and the boy aren't "hooked up"
First, if you've read for three years you probably know that The Boy and I dated eachother once upon a time. While he is my best friend he is not someone that I am attracted to on a romantic level for a variety of reasons. Now lets be clear about something: my use of the word "attracted" has nothing to do with looks. He has been compared to, in the looks department, as looking like a variety of *hot* male celebrities. Trust me when I tell you his looks are not the issue. He and I, on a variety of philosophical levels, are truly not right for eachother.
From where we stand on religion to finances to child-rearing, careers, marriage, romance, and so on, he and I do not agree on many rather significant topics.
If this were all about me, I would divulge every last detail of why we are not compatible but this is about him too and for that reason I have never and will never post a blow-by-blow account of all the things about him that do not work for me.
He and I have always had an incredibly open and honest relationship and anything I would write would be things that he and I have already discussed. I'm not afraid of hurting or alarming him with any KathyHowe confessions. My motivation to NOT share the details is about protecting his privacy, and yes, a bit of mine as well.
Throughout my life I have formed close friendships with men that were never romantic in nature. With The Boy, and other men in my life, I continue to have non-romantic relationships that are based on common interests that do not equal a romantic interest.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Also related to that last post where I thought I saw The Boy walking in the hazy distance in downtown earlier this week. It wasn't him. Which makes me damn glad I didn't excuse myself from the conversation I was having and run screaming down the sidewalk to attack an innocent stranger with shouts of "SCHMOOPIE!".
Must have been his stunt double.
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I'd feel deflated if I weren't applauding such a well-worded testimony.
Yes, that makes perfect sense now.
The Boy has a doppelganger!
When I finally do get to meet you in person, I am SO running down the street after you screaming, "SCHMOOOOOPIEEEEE!!" at the top of my lungs.
Better yet...you can point out The Boy to me, and I'll do it to him. Way more fun that way, don't you think?
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