GM and the Girls
GM has been spending a lot of time out with the girls in the last week. (The 250 odd girls in the bottom paddocks - don't get stressed now!) So when I went to see him last night, it was understandable that he was tired. Tuckered out. Pooped. Asleep on the couch actually.
In his defence, it was 10.30pm when I finally arrived, after going to the movies with a girlfriend. He was asleep when I called to let him know that I was still coming and hadn't forgotten how wonderful he was, if he wasn't too tired to see me... he assured me that he wasn't, and he'd love to see me. According to the boys (his brother who lives with him, and his best mate who was staying over) he'd been asleep for half an hour before I called, and fell asleep about two minutes after he hung up from talking to me.
So I arrived, said hello to the boys, and he was there, in the lounge room asleep on the couch. They were sprawled on the floor and on the other couch, watching a movie.
Have you ever watched the person that you love sleeping? GM looked so vulnerable, and soft, and young and so incredibly beautiful. I sat on the beanbag just in front of his couch, so that I could stroke his head and hold his hand. I thought that he might wake up as I petted him and kissed him, but he didn't. He was absolutely exhausted. He's been working far too hard lately, and I don't think he's given himself enough time to recover from his big weekend away. It was absolutely delicious to watch him sleep, the only person I'd rather watch sleeping is Nicky - she looks like a cherub when she sleeps. And she snores, little baby girl snores. She's absolutely devine.
Anyway, I watched the movie with the boys, or more precisely, I watched my man sleeping as the light from the DVD flickered over his features. There was a big bang on the video, which made him jump, and I said, very softly, "Hi Gorgeous Man" as I stroked his head. The biggest smile spread over his face, and he slowly opened his eyes, looked at me, smiling. "Darlin' girl. How long have you been here?" he whispered, "Not long, about half an hour" I said quietly. "I'm glad you came." "Me too." And we just smiled at one another.
We had a chat about our day, what I'd gotten up to, what he'd gotten up to. They're joining at the moment, which means (for the uninitiated) that they are inseminating the cows. I said to GM, it must be hard work romancing the girls, you look exhausted.
He says "Yeah, its pretty tiring. Getting them in the moods the hard part. I had to look everywhere to find my Barry Manilow LP, and the number of Cud dinners by candlelight I've had to eat. You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
He's really very funny. This launched us all into a jokefest about cows and romance, I won't bore you with the details.
Anyway, then I took him to bed. And we went to sleep in each others arms. And we woke up and smiled at each other and I realised that my life is wonderful.
There is absolutely nothing like this feeling, and I am loving every single second of it.
