I'm oozing poly goodness all over the place!
I spent Friday night with Moonlight, the first time I've been able to since she got back from Hawaii. It was absolutely wonderful, lounging in bed until 2 am, listening to music, talking, fucking, cuddling. She'd noticed that earlier that week I'd posted on my facebook page that I was craving ice cream, and brought me strawberry ice cream and shortbread cookies in bed for a post-orgasmic snack.
We'd had plans for Saturday, but unfortunately, Moonlight woke up sick with a cold she'd caught from her granddaughter. We ended up just snoozing and talking in bed all day, and she felt so guilty that she had "ruined" our weekend. I finally put my foot down and told her that after dating this long, I was no longer to be considered a guest who needs entertaining, and that if I didn't want to be with her I certainly could have jumped in my car and gone home. I love to hold her, to just be
I went home Saturday night so she could get some uninterrupted sleep, and got to snuggle with Fly all night and have breakfast together. He surprised me with something he said. I was complaining that I wished Moonlight lived closer so that I could see her more often without having to drive so far or pay bridge tolls. He thought for a moment, and then suggested that if she and I continue to have a relationship, maybe we could think about buying the neighbor's house someday (he's an elderly man, and his family has mentioned that they'll probably sell when he dies). He mused that we could tear it down and build a new house, move Moonlight in, and have a huge shared back yard. She could be kiddo's "Auntie," and I could see her every day and split my time more easily because distance and childcare wouldn't be such issues. It's such a lovely idea, and even lovelier because Fly came up with it on his own. We've been talking about the possibility of buying that property for years, but always as a rental, or just to tear down the house and expand our lot. I'm so fortunate to be loved by this generous and understanding man.
Whether it ever happens or not, I'm touched that he would consider it.
Additionally, there's a fairly strong chance that I'm taking both of them to my company christmas party!!!!!!
Fly hasn't come to one the entire time we've been together (incidentally, he's been participating in my life on a previously unimagined level, attending family events and things like that. I'm not sure what's going on, exactly, but it's been really delightful and I've appreciated having him more present), so I asked him if he would be ok if I invited Moonlight. She accepted the invitation, and I was excited to show her off. I'm completely open at work, they all know I have a girlfriend and a boyfriend, but my best friends haven't met her yet and are looking forward to doing so at the party. I later mentioned the party to Fly in passing, while discussing the week's dinner menu, and he told me he was probably coming. I reminded him that he told me to invite Moonlight, and he said that it was ok, he'd like to come too. I checked with Moonlight, and she seems to be alright with it, so it looks like I'll have two dates come Friday night!
My final recent poly triumph is that I told my sister about Moonlight. My sister is 16 years older than me, and is my "Little Mama," especially in the two years since our mom died. I've never hidden anything from my family, but never been explicit either, except with my mama. I breached the news over the phone, during a conversation about something else. I had a bit of a shock, because I'd thought my family knew that Fly and I are open, but apparently they didn't know. Oops. Anyway, after I told her about Moonlight, she asked if I was happy. When I said that I am, she only had one question after that: "Who all's coming to christmas eve? I need to make sure everyone has a present under the tree!" I am so completely blessed in the love and acceptance of my family! So many people struggle with hiding their poly or orientation, or having it cause fights or discomfort or driving wedges, and the fact that my family takes everything into stride and loves me even though they think I'm a weirdo is something for which I'm profoundly grateful.
Anyway, I told her she could tell everyone else if she wanted, except we agreed that we would maybe not lay it all on my dad, as we don't think he could possibly wrap his head around it.
There's just love, love, love squishing underfoot around here, and I'm wallowing in it like a pig in mud!