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How We Met (pooh’s story pt. 2)

18 years. Some would say 18 LONG years. That’s not our case.

After revealing to Tigz that I was gay and we hooked up, I knew I wanted to be his boyfriend. I broke up with the girl I was dating but Tigz was hesitant to break from his and give men a try again. Totally understandable with the way I saw his previous boyfriends treating him. I thought to myself how could they treat this amazingly sweet handsome boy like that. He found comfort in the woman that treated him like a king although he sexually was not attracted to her. That didn’t stop me.

Even while he was with his girlfriend we continued to mess around. I’d always go to his house. He’d come to mine. I pushed for him to leave his girlfriend but it was a long conflict within himself to stay with the first person to care for him genuinely in a long time or take a risk with me, someone who may potentially be another guy on the list who breaks his heart.

It took a while but I finally convinced him that I would never treat him like that. We had a foundation as best friends for about two years and I wanted to build on that. I wasn’t just some guy he met on a chat room. I was his best friend and wanted to be his best friend for life.

We didn’t define it for awhile so we didn’t have an exact date that we started dating. Halloween was coming up and I knew that was his favorite holiday. The costumes, the candy, the lively celebrating by everyone, the chance to be someone you want to be that’s deep inside you, basically the definition of Alter, alter ego. I told him let’s make Halloween official. He agreed. So 18 years ago, October 31st, Halloween 2001… we became an official couple.

Now how 18 years? Before becoming an official couple, like I said we already had the backbone of a relationship that was important. We found an incredible bond as friends. We had the same interest, same tastes in guys, same love for video games, dancing, partying, etc. Throughout our relationship we kept that foundation holding us strong.

You’d think we’d want to kill each other. Since we got together we did everything together. There was rarely a day I didn’t see him. Still to this day there is rarely a day I don’t see him. We even work together at the same company. Any day I didn’t see him I felt vulnerable and alone. I would miss him and just constantly think of him. I wasn’t me without him. When I couldn’t see him, we would be on the phone talking until we fell asleep.

Sacrifices. We’ve both made many sacrifices to stay together. Tigz was supposed to go to school for architecture. He’s a great designer and amazing with art. His school was in Northern California. I was studying in SDSU to become a computer engineer. I would ditch class just to see Tigz at work on his lunch break and bring him food. We sacrificed what was at the time our goals to be with each other. He decided to not go to school to be with me. I left school to be with him. Some people would say that wasn’t smart, but what was not smart for us was to loose what we had. We’d figure out eventually what we’d do in life but our new goal was to do it together.

Our mission to stay with each other didn’t come without hardships. As we were learning each other, and there is always something new to learn, we’ve had our ups and downs.

It’s normal to have fights and boy did we fight. It’s normal to have fights but we also did have our abnormal fights. Screaming, threats to kill ourselves, cops paying a visit. It wasn’t always pretty. Although most people through the social media world perceived us as the perfect couple, we’ve had our ups, our very high ups, but also our downs and sad very low downs. But we prevailed through it. We didn’t let those downs define what we wanted our relationship to become. At the end of every fight was always us coming together closer.

We’ve had so many more ups and those ups were euphoric. We knew that our happiness when we were together outweighed those instances that were not so fun and that became our focus. Keep it fun, keep it live, keep the things that brought joy to us. Kill the shit we hated about each other. Make changes. Alter your history for the good.

Coming from not much money we did our best to make everything feel like an adventure. We saw what we can, we did what we can. Looking back on everything I am so happy with everything that we did together. So many happy fun memories that still warm my heart.

Finally finding stable jobs we move in together. Man that was one of the best days of my life. Getting our own place. Knowing I wouldn’t have to be alone ever again. We moved in to the heart of Hillcrest, the gay part of San Diego. It’s where our life really started to mature and take form into what it has become today.

We grew up. We became active in our gay community, dance community, and rave community together. We built a massive social network within those communities that became our family for life. Being gay you choose your family when your real family is not there in your support. Support from yoyr family became another key factor in our relationship. They made us feel like we were a part of something. When Tigz and I felt alone with our problems we knew there was something bigger to focus on that was outside of ourselves. You need that to give more purpose to your own relationship.

Years would go by and we did everything together. Tried new things. Went to new events. Tried new food for the first time. Tried 3somes, 4 some, orgies with 7 people. Traveled. Went to many prides, many raves, many festivals. Clubbed. Joined a few dance teams. Perused a career in Hollywood as dancers. Eventually ended up working for a company together. All of our adventures we did together and grew stronger. Keeping everything exciting, at home or out in the world.

This all leading to today. Still together everyday through this pandemic. All of the knowledge we’ve built about each other got us through figuring how to be stuck with each other at home, 24/7 for over two months. We made it. We are strong.

There was not a day I can recall that I didn’t say ‘I love you’ to him. I really do. I look at him and I see someone that I want to take care of for the rest of my life. With everything that we went through, there are some things I would have changed. I used to have anger problems, probably came from my dad, but I’ve learned and I am still learning to not become that rageful person anymore. Otherwise what we went through made us the couple you see today. 18 years in the making. 18 years that didn’t feel like 18 years. 18 years of life experiences that I wanted to have with my best friend. My life partner. Although we have been engaged for awhile, soon… my husband. I LOVE YOU BAH BAH.

So how do you keep a relationship to last this long? I am not a relationship counselor and can’t give you professional advice. What I can say from my experience is to find your best friend. The one you want to live life together. Understand what I just said. Not just live together. LIVE ‘LIFE’ TOGETHER. Do the things that make you happy together. While you do it, understand each other. Communicate. Learn. Then live life, experience new things, keep the experiences you loved with one another alive with that understanding… together.

We will reach 19 years of love on October 31st, 2020.


How We Met (pooh’s story)

The big questions! How did you guys meet? How did you guys stay together for so long!? 19 years! Crazy huh? Well here’s my story…

I was born a navy brat. Born in Hawaii, moved to Lemoore, Guam, Long Beach, San Diego, Sasebo Japan, Yokosuka Japan then back to San Diego where I live now.

I never had a lot of friends. I was always shy. An introvert. It didn’t help that I was moving around every 2 to 3 years growing up. Move to a new place, have to try and make friends, then I leave. I always felt lonely.

When I moved back to San Diego from Yokosuka, Japan I was a senior in high school. Picture that situation. New senior in high school, no friends and everyone already had their tight crew with no room for anyone new. I mean it’s their last year of high school and they want to spend it with their besties. I had to spend my last year of high school as loner.

Fearing being alone for my last year of high school I did something I never thought I would do since I was an introvert. I joined an extracurricular activity. And what did I join? Choir. I love music and although the thought of performing scared the hell out of me, I just thought it was time to express myself in something I love. That’s where Tiggah comes in.

Tigz looked like a bad boy raver when I first met him. He would come in late with his large JNCO jeans and backpack lined with glows sticks. Sometimes he wouldn’t show up at all. But I always noticed him. I thought he was soooo cute! Mind you at that time I was struggling with my identity. I was still ‘straight.’

I grew up in a Navy family. Back then being gay wasn’t as accepted as it is today especially in a navy household and environment. I guess I knew I was gay but just suppressed it because I was scared to be out.

A few months go by and it’s prom time. I end up asking who turned out to be one of his best friends, a girl to prom. I asked her because she was so nice to me and I had no one to ask. Me and Tigz end up hanging out in the same group although we didn’t talk much. He had his girl date too. Prom ends and no it’s not a get lucky at prom situation. I go home by myself.

Cut to a few weeks after that, we have our last choir performance. Some of the members were talking about hitting up an underground rave. Ive never been to one. Sounded fun. So as I was getting ready to go home he and his friends ask me if I was interested in going. I got out of my shell for a second and said ‘yeah sure.’ We go to this rave and I finally got to feel what living was. I was surrounded by a group of people that loved each other and just wanted to have fun and do bad things. You know, what you are supposed to do as a teenager. From that moment we hung out a lot. Parties, video games, movies all of the fun things I missed growing up moving everywhere. Then I became close to Tigz and we hung out all the time.

Our first home made dinner with each other! 😊

I was still ‘straight.’ Tigz would introduce me to new guys every two months or so always saying it was his ‘best friend from out of town’ or something along the lines of that. It was apparant he was dating these guys but he was in the closet as well. Well he finally mustered up the strength to come out. I may have gotten this wrong but even though I was his new friend, I was one of the one he came out to first. I was like fuck! He came out to me! Do I? Hmmm. I wasn’t ready.

Tigz, one guy after another, was having trouble finding someone that really cared about him. The guys he dated were assholes and Tigz was just the nicest guy. It broke my heart to see his heart break over and over again. He gave up on guys. So what did he do? He dated a girl who he says he fell in love with but wasn’t sexually attracted to her. Of course we all know Tigz has a massive sex drive so he was caught with a predicament.

I too at the time dated a girl. Really sweet girl. Super pretty. I tried to tell myself I was straight but I couldn’t get myself to have sex with her. Maybe fingered her but I couldn’t fuck her. We were in college at the time and I thought OK this is college. I should do the college thing and explore myself.

Both of us dating these girls, I decided to come out to Tigz. Mind you we became best friends for 2 years and I was his straight friend for those 2 years. I wasn’t expecting for him to just like me after coming out to him. I mean I wasn’t the most good looking guy that time. My face full of pimples and I was a lot heavier guy back then.

I come out to him. He doesn’t believe me. He actually denies it! He thought I was fucking around with him. Playing a joke. I didn’t know how to make him realize I wasn’t playing. I asked if I could borrow some VHS porn. Yeah the internet wasn’t as big as it is now lol. He came by looking nervous and he was like are you sure? I said yeah, I’m gay! Lol. He lends me Brandon Lee’s ‘With Sex you get Eggroll.’ who remembers that legendary video!? He leaves. I jerk off to it. A lot! He calls and ask me if I’ve watched it and I tell him yeah. Jerked off to it numerous times.

A few days pass by and we decide to hang out. We just wanted to talk. Of course we talked about me really being gay. I could tell he was nervous. I could see it in his eyes whenever he did look at me. It was hard for him to look at me. We park at a baseball field and recline our seats to look through the sunroof. The sunroof was closed and realized we were gazing upon the reflections of our bulges through our pants. Upon that realization we quickly put our seats back up laughing nervously.

Ive never had a boyfriend. I wouldn’t even consider the girl I was with at the time a real girlfriend. It was only for two weeks. So what came next was out of my element.

How does this introvert prove to this experienced gay man that he IS gay?

I say I’ll prove it and lean in for a kiss. We pull back. His face covered in nerve and confusion. We look at each other like is this really happening? We lean in for another kiss that turned into a full make out. There we were at a baseball field parking lot at night making out. He pulls out my dick and starts sucking me off. Fuck it felt so good. I take his dick out and I suck him off. My first gay experience. Pretty much my first sexual experience in general. A Car comes up so we stop. The only thing on our minds is we gotta keep this going.

We park in numerous places. On different streets having to move when someone comes by, even in a navy base that I thought would be deserted because it was so late. We basically had crazy passionate sex all over San Diego.

Thinking this was a one off thing he didn’t want to leave his girlfriend. I instantly fell in love and wanted to be with him. I broke up with my girlfriend which was so hard to do because I’ve never hurt anyone like that before. I asked Tigz to do the same. I told him I know how all the other guys treated him and I would be different. I really meant it and still mean it to this day. I will treat him like the most important thing in my life. I will never make him feel any less than what he is worth and he is worth everything. He eventually came around to it and the rest is history. We’d go to each other’s houses when the parents weren’t home and just fuck like rabbits. We were still young but I knew I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. He’s my first and my last and it will always be that way.

We’ve had our ups and downs and boy were the downs sometimes pretty bad but we always knew we had to take care of each other. We worked through the hard parts and 18 years later I couldn’t be more happier. Being able to share our lives and even our intimate moments has been amazing and love how we help people with their relationships. I think it helped ours too to be able to look at our relationship from an outside perspective.

I have never fallen out of love with him and never will. I love you bah bah (that’s what we call each other).

So now, how 19 years? That will be in another future post. Part 2! Please comment below on your thoughts! I’d love to hear what you guys think! Once again much love for you guys and thank you for continuing to be on the journey with us! ❤️❤️❤️



Halloween is not only my favorite holiday, it also happens to be our anniversary. Happy anniversary @groovapooh! I love you from infinity and beyond!

We decided to have a little getaway in Palm Springs to celebrate our anniversary. We’re staying at this really cute clothing optional gay resort called Santiago Resort. I’ll post more about our anniversary vacation soon :)



On April 20th 2013, my 30th birthday, with all my very good friends surrounding me…Pooh proposed to me. I thought today, our 12th year anniversary, was the perfect time to post the video from that night.

It was such an amazing night! For my 30th birthday I just wanted to throw a big party and invite all of my friends. I rented out a venue, provided open bar (of course), and even Pooh put together a super awesome incredible mega mix for the evening! We all had so much fun and I was so happy that so many of my closest friends were able to be there. The proposal was the icing on the cake. It wasn’t elaborate and over the top; it was simple. It was perfect.

Happy 12 year anniversary Pooh! I love you! :)



Pooh and I decided to spend our anniversary in Vegas this year. We figured we could drive up right after work on Saturday, party with our friends from Vegas that night, and spend some quality couple time on Sunday and Monday.

Saturday night we went with our buddy Gian and some friends to Piranha for drinks and dancing, followed by Artisan for some after hours drinks and dancing. It was craaazy fun but omg I was so exhausted by the end of the night…or morning…I have no idea when we left.

We stayed at the Vdara Hotel & Spa located near the Aria and Cosmopolitan. We LOVED our suite! It was spacious, stylish, and I loved that the windows were large and spanned across the the entire room. It had a full kitchen, remote controlled window shades, a large spa shower, and a lovely tub for 2.

After having some fun in our room, we thought we’d splash around a bit in the pool. The only thing we didn’t like was that the hotel was supposed to have a bar at the pool, but for some reason it was closed. Since we wanted to enjoy cocktails by the pool, we had to get them from the bar in the main lobby and carry them back to the pool area. It was just awkward because we had to take the elevator and go to the fancy lobby in our wet swim shorts. Aside from that, it was very relaxing.

Pooh and I explored the other casinos and gambled a bit (no big wins unfortunately). We were going to have a nice anniversary dinner at some fancy restaurant, but we figured we might as well try a bit of indulgence and go all out at a buffet. We went to the Bacchanal Buffet at Caesars Palace. We were very lucky to arrive for dinner early because the line was insane as we were leaving. We had a great time stuffing our faces…so romantic. :)

After dinner we thought we’d spend our last night in Vegas having fun out-n-about just the two of us. We went out for drinks at different bars in different casinos and went to Revolution in Mirage to get our dance on. I love that we can have so much fun even if it’s just the two of us. We’re not only boyfriends, we’re best friends. We had an amazing time and ended the night stuffing our faces with junk food in our hotel room while watching Family Guy.

Waking up on our last day in Vegas was a little surreal; as though I were still dreaming. The sunlight shone softly through the shades. The sheets were like clouds against my skin. I could feel Pooh’s warmth as he held me close and whispered “Good morning…happy anniversary…”. I just wanted to stay in bed and cuddle with Pooh forever. I’m very happy that we decided to get away for our anniversary. I still can’t believe it’s been 11 years. Time definitely flies when you’re having fun.

Unfortunately, our time at the Vdara in Vegas had ended and it was time to check out. We were sad for our anniversary weekend to come to an end but we had a 5 hour drive back to San Diego to enjoy…*sad face*.

JK! We always have fun on our road trips…it’s great quality time and we have so much fun singing along to our favorite songs at the top of our lungs.



My heart was racing. Soft grunts and gentle moans were muffled as my lips pressed against his. Our lips locked and I could feel his tongue grace mine so very gently. It’s warmth and touch sent sweet tickles down my spine. The sound of our kisses and heavy breathing fueled the passion. I had jumped from the passenger seat on top of him, straddling his legs. He held me close and rubbed his hands up and down my sides and along my back. Our kisses were strong hard and passionate as I rubbed my body against his. We were gasping for air but didn’t care. I slowly grinded my crotch against his. I could feel his “hardness” throbbing through his shorts as it brushed against mine. I still remember the feeling of his soft silky basketball shorts against my jeans while I rode him. Our kisses grew harder and more passionate as we started grinding harder and faster. His hands caressed all over my body as mine too explored his. I was in ecstasy when his hands went up under my shirt and his cold hands tickled my skin. I felt my way down to his shorts and gripped his cock. I could feel it hard and long through his shorts. I was surprised and impressed…I wouldn’t say I’m a “size queen” but I’d like to say I enjoy myself a nice cock. (The asian stereotype is not always true *winks*).

I didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable so I asked if he was “ok…with this…”. He smiled and said yes. I massaged it a bit outside of his shorts and then went for it. I put my hands in from under his shirt and rubbed his abs up to his chest…then went back down slowly. I tugged on the drawstring on his shorts and slipped my hands inside. I felt his warmth and I felt his hardness. His moans slipped through our lips while I kissed him and gently stroked it. I started going faster and faster…our moans grew louder…and we were breathing harder. I could feel his hands slip from my back down to my zipper. Then suddenly a bright light started shining down on our car. We could hear a helicopter in the sky. We were startled and looked around. To our relief the light moved from our car down to a car several spaces away from us. That car suddenly peeled out of the parking spot and the helicopter started following them. We could see the car zoom way down the street with the spot light locked right on it. We looked at each other for a couple seconds in silence…out of breath…and panting. He broke the silence. “Should we move?” he said.
“Yes!” I replied without hesitation.
He pulled out of the parking lot and we headed to a different spot.

This was the very first time Pooh and I ever got intimate. It was the first time I ever touched his lips. Did we “do it” that night? Unfortunately, no…but I’m glad we didn’t. It was fun but thoughts were swirling in my head. Pooh and Tiggah still didn’t exist yet. We were not official…we actually weren’t dating. Before this, Pooh and I would just sit in his car and talk about things. We got close. I felt like I could tell him things about my childhood and my family that were personal. Things that I couldn’t tell anyone else. I was happy that he was able to share these intimate things with me as well. We danced together so he was always there to take us to practice and home. We would usually take his car because his was better. =P We’d usually hang out after practice and just talk.

One night we parked in a lot next to a baseball field. I used to live in the Navy housing right next to it. When I was a kid, me and my friends would hang out at the park next to the baseball field. I was telling Pooh about some memories when I was a kid and playing at the park. It was nice. We were in his car and both had our seats reclined. I thought it’d be nice to open his moon roof so we can see the stars so I pulled it open and laid down. I looked up and all I could see was the reflection of our crotches. Knowing his view was the same as mine, I was embarrassed and quickly shut the slider to his moon roof. It was a bit awkward…but we laughed. We looked at each other for a bit…some reason we didn’t say anything. Then he kissed me. It took me a second to realize what had just happened. I didn’t know what to do…but I know I liked it…and I wanted it to happen. Was this my chance? Did the door swing right open for me to run in? If I don’t do anything…would this happen again? I smiled…then went in for another kiss. He took his hand and held my cheek while my lips gently pressed against his. I was in heaven. My heart was racing…and well, this brings us back to the beginning of my post.

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I was a pretty active student in High School. I was in several extra curricular activities, clubs, and organizations. Much like how I am now, I liked to keep busy. One of my favorite activities was being a member in our school’s “advanced” choir. I didn’t actually meet Pooh until the last semester in 12th grade. He had joined choir when he moved to San Diego from Japan. It’s unfortunate that he had to move to another school in the middle of his senior year. His dad was in the navy so he had to move around a lot. My dad was also in the navy so I had to move around a lot too. He looked very “thug” and unapproachable so I didn’t really make any attempts to get to know him. Plus, I was too preoccupied with relationship problems, partying every night, and ditching classes during the day.

Strangely, we went to prom in the same group of people and sat at the same table, but we didn’t even know each other at the time. It wasn’t until we had a choir performance at some random church that we ended up meeting each other. My mom was supposed to pick me up but ended up calling me to let me know that she couldn’t make it. I had to ask my friend Jazmine if she could give me a ride. She said she’d have to ask her friend since he was giving her a ride and they weren’t going home after the performance. She said she was taking her friend to his first rave. I happened to be a big raver head at the time so I was all for it! She ran over to this guy’s car and asked him if I could tag along. As she ran to the passenger side she yelled, “he said it’s OK, get in!” So I jumped in the back seat and took my backpack off. The guy driving turned to me and introduced himself. It was the bald thuggish guy that I never talked to before. Despite his tough exterior, he had a shy timid smile. He was adorable…er and kinda hot. I had (still have) a thing for bald guys. I really liked hanging out with him that night. Despite the rave being incredibly wack, we had a lot of fun! He was really cool, nice, and funny. I loved his personality and he was so easy to talk to.

Since he was the new kid in town I introduced him to all of my friends. We ended up hanging out a lot. I didn’t have a crush on him at the time because….well…he was straight. I knew my boundaries and knew not to fall for guys I’d never have a chance with. I did end up telling him that I was gay after having known him for like 2 or 3 days. I was only out to a couple of people. Just a cousin, who happened to be bi, and the guys that I happened to “fool around” with. After I told him that I was gay I ended up having the confidence to tell all my close friends. My best friend actually was pretty upset that I came out to this guy that I’ve only known a couple days before him.

Pooh and I were great friends. Even after we graduated from High School we still hung out. He actually was there for me through a couple bad breakups. When I first met him, I had just recently ended probably the longest most serious gay relationship I had before Pooh. He was always there to be a good friend and support me through those hard times. He took me out to get my mind off things. We’d just drive around and when he’d ask me where I’d like to go or what to do, I’d say “I dunno, lets have fun getting lost.” Of all the random things Pooh and I do nowadays, what I enjoy the most is just driving around with him – not having any place to go or knowing where we’re going. Just playing some music and driving.

There were a couple moments when I’d look at him and daydream a bit, but I’d snap myself out of it. We all have been there – the straight friend or classmate that you crush on and daydream about but know it’ll never happen. There were just so many qualities about him that made me think that he was an amazing person. I was actually there for him and his own relationships. I remember one day he and I were driving around and he said that he was going to meet some girl he met online. I was like, “are you sure it’s a girl?” He laughed and said “of course!” Naturally, he found himself a girlfriend. I saw how sweet he was and how good he treated her. He was definitely a guy you’d want to bring to your parents. I was always very happy for him because he was such a sweet guy and deserved someone to make him happy. Sometimes I wished it was me.

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8 Years :)


So this year flew by pretty quickly. For those of you that are new to my blog…Pooh and I have been together for 7 years now and will be celebrating our 8 year anniversary on HALLOWEEN (October 31st) – which happens to be my favorite holiday! We still aren’t sure what exactly we’ll be doing to celebrate but I’m very excited. We were thinking of going to West Hollywood to experience Halloween for the first time in We-Ho and actually dress up this year. Surprisingly, it’s been my favorite holiday forever and I’ve never dressed up for it (well, aside from when I was a little boy.) Hmm, costume ideas anyone? Please post a comment with costume ideas and feel free to share what you’ll be dressing up as.

Oh, and you’ll be happy to know that I’ve been working on the 2nd part of “Our Story” which I hope to release by the 31st. If you haven’t had the chance to read Part 1 of “Our Story”, you can read it HERE.


Our Story : Chapter 1 – Coming Out

I can remember when Pooh first came out to me. I was shaking, nervous, and anxious. My palms were sweaty and I couldn’t look him in the eye. I was surprised and didn’t know what to say. How could my straight best friend of 2 years suddenly tell me that he’s gay? Deep inside I knew that I felt that way because I had a crush on him all this time but knew that nothing could ever come of it because he was straight. It’s a strange feeling to finally come to terms and accept the fact that it could never happen, then suddenly, in an instant, a door opens. A door of opportunity seemed to have magically appeared out of nowhere. The question would seem to be – Do I rush right in before that door suddenly closes? Do I enter with caution? Or do I do nothing?

We were going to Green Tea House when Pooh came out to me. We were in his car and we had just parked when he blurted it out. I told him I didn’t believe him and I didn’t. I thought he was joking. He even asked me to let him borrow some of my porns so he could prove that he was gay. I had a VHS of “Fortune Nookie” with Brandon Lee that I let him borrow a few days later – when I handed it to him I told him he wasn’t going to watch them.

Since I was in shock and couldn’t believe him at the moment, I decided to change the subject. We got out of the car to get some Boba. I had an Almond Milk Tea with green boba. Pooh got his favorite Green Apple and Strawberry slush with green boba. In the back of my mind the thought of Pooh being into guys swirled around and confused me. Was he always gay? Since I was his only gay friend, was it me that made him gay? Why did he come out to me? Is he already talking to someone? How would I feel if he hooked up with a guy…and had a boyfriend?

At the time, I had actually given up on guys and was dating a girl. Yes, a female. When Pooh came out to me he didn’t say that he was into me or anything. He had just simply decided to tell me that he was into guys. For some reason, I was sad. I had always thought of Pooh as being a great guy and great boyfriend material. I always told him how he’d make a girl really happy to have him. Pooh was going out with a girl when we first met and I was able to observe how sweet he was and how incredibly caring he was with her. As I sipped on my Almond Milk Tea, I started to feel a sadness inside. I guess maybe I started to feel a bit jealous. I started thinking that even though there might of be a chance with us, I was already with someone. And then it occurred to me…he won’t be single for long. He’ll find a guy and be that lucky guy’s incredibly caring, incredibly sweet, and incredibly perfect bf.

It would be quite a while before the “Pooh and Tiggah” actually came to be.


Continued in Chapter 2


7th Anniversary

So Pooh and I will be celebrating our 7 year anniversary this Friday. For those of you that haven’t been following along with my blog for a while, our Anniversary falls on my favorite holiday – Halloween!

We’ve been through some ups and downs but we’re still loving each other just as strong as when we first got together. A lot of our friends are extremely surprised to see that we have been together for such a long time. I am truly blessed to have such a loving, caring, intelligent, talented, adorable, and extremely sexy boyfriend. :)

Many of my readers have been requesting that I do a post on “our story”, “how we met”, and how “Poohburr and Tiggah” came to be. Every time I tried to start it, I couldn’t find a way to put it all together into one big post. I guess I just don’t want to leave anything out. So I’ve decided that in celebration of our 7 year anniversary, I’d like to start a series of posts called “Our Story”. Excited? I know I am!

But first…a nap. :)



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