A Little Higher

The birthday trip has officially ended. I'm working at 7am tomorrow, so I'm heading home a couple hours early. The last few days have been nothing less than perfect.
I slept over at Josh's house Sunday night, and it was fun per usual. The next morning we departed for Atlantic City. It was about a 2 1/2hr drive, but we made it fun. We talked and sang along to music and wasted time doing whatever it is we do that makes time move so quickly. After we arrived, Josh showed me around the casino and I was definitely intimidated. I don't like new places that are totally unknown. I played a slot machine as my first game. I lost my first dollar, but I was OK with that. We went out to a nice dinner and got glasses of wine. I changed into comfy clothes and we settled in the casino playing roulette and black jack (my favorite). The first night I actually came home with a profit of $4. The sleep that followed was the best sleep I'd had in a very long time. Josh and I cuddled and slept completely through the morning. It was around 2 by the time we got out of the room, and the day of gambling began again. I lost some money and it wasn't going my way. Josh and I decided to go to his van and hotbox. I got high as a kite, and only remember long hallways and lots of food. By the time we got back to the room after ice creams at Friendly's, I was sobering up. We watched tv and talked and eventually got into bed. I slept completely naked next to Josh. It was a nice feeling. Something about skin on skin just feels so right. This morning we started a little slow but eventually got moving. I played  $20 on one last black jack attempt, and lost it all. I'm still walking away with some money left in my pocket, which is a good feeling. We made the journey back home and I watched AC disappear in my rear view mirror. Unfortunately reality has to take affect once again. We cruised at 80mph most of the way home and sang and talked and made the most of the fleeting time we had.
When looking back on a couples vacation like that, it's kinda cool. It's just me and Josh. This was our first true trip together where it was just us. He thanked me several times for helping him get up and dressed and all of that, and I really don't know what to say to that. You do whatever you have to do for your significant other. It doesn't bother me or make me feel uncomfortable. It's different than a normal couple's experience, but that doesn't make it bad. I enjoy every activity that has him in it. Whether it's gambling together, rolling him into bed, going out to fancy dinners, or scratching his nuts for him (yes, it happened in depth). I'm thankful for the man I have in my life, regardless of his physical state. He's an amazing guy. So if having a relationship with him means I have to scratch his nuts every once in a while, I can live with that.