Sweet Hill

We had our first conversation on my bus ride home from Virginia. The first thing I noticed is that she didn’t talk like me. I get mistaken for a white girl over the phone just because I happen to speak proper English and I enunciate my words. She talks slow, but with a slightly northern twang. It’s definitely different…

She was hanging out with her cousins that night. They were sitting around drinking and playing cards. A male cousin asked if I had straight friends. All of my friends are straight. Sweet Hill is the same way. Mostly because all of her friends happen to be blood relatives.

That night we discovered a mutual love for Jager. Now that’s something to bond over!

We gave each other a brief run down of our last relationships. Her last girlfriend had been on and off for 5 years. She had cheated with a man and gotten pregnant, so their relationship was over. At least that’s what she says now… For her it boiled down to not having 3 people parent a child, especially since she’d be the only one without the legal right to voice her opinion for the child’s welfare.

We strolled over to the topic of sex. It’s a subject that I think everyone  lesbian should have, just to make sure everyone is on the same page before it ever gets to that point. She says that she’s used to being in control and would only submit to me thirty percent of the time. I’m not sure how this will work for me, but after doing 100 percent of the work with the Baby, I’d be lying if I said that it didn’t sound appealing.

In conversations since then, we’ve talked a lot about our expecations about our partners. I believe in sharing everything…housework, bills, etc…I believe in a two income household. She thinks her partner should take care of the house, only because she already has two incomes. She works and owns a store (of some kind, haven’t figured out what kind yet. Didn’t want to appear diggersh). She wants the Suzy Homemaker type to get up and fix her breakfast, pack her a lunch and have dinner on the table when she gets home. We bumped heads with that one.

I can’t imagine myself relying on another person to completely provide for me after the Baby fiasco. She attempted to make things better by saying that was just what she was used to. Uh huh. For the remaining of that conversation, she kept saying “You mean, I can’t get breakfast?” lol

The night of my family’s Christmas party, I commented to her how my little cousins all had dates and I didn’t have anyone. She told me I had her. I quickly made a statement about her not being mine. She asked if I wanted her to be. I told her it was too soon to say. She confessed that night to be “feelin” me and she didn’t know why and that was unusual.

We don’t talk on a regular basis. That’s helping to keep from forming a quick attachment. We skipped a few days this week and I must admit, my first thought was that she’d gotten back with her ex and it made me sad. I text her one day, I called the next and I was prepared to call one more time. Just once more because my pride won’t allow me to pursue women like that. Then I get a text from her. She’d been sick…

I like that she’s shy. I like that she’s so involved with her family. I like that she was raised on a farm. I like that she’s a homebody. I like that she wants kids. I like that she’s 6 months older than me. I like that she’s stubborn (because I am). I like her quick wit. I like her small town speech and mentality.

My red flags are the ex. I repeatedly tell her that I don’t want to be her rebound. She always tells me that I won’t be and promises to tell me should something change with her status. Another red flag is the role she expects her partner to play. I’m kind of on the fence with this because I want to be this woman that contributes to my household, but at the same time, I have this deep desire to be this nurturer and cater to my partner and my family. And the last red flag is her smoking. She didn’t tell me about it, I saw it in a pic. I can’t stand kissing smokers. Ugh…

So that’s Sweet Hill since yall have been asking about her. I feel like I took my rose colored glasses off for this one…

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