Well, I sent the flowers to the gym this morning, as NOP suggested. Unfortunately, the florist screwed up, and sent them from "Phil", who -- as it turns out -- it some creepy stalker-type guy at the gym, according to my wife, and they also delivered them WHILE SHE WAS THERE, JUST 30 MINUTES FROM THE END OF HER SHIFT, which screwed up my plans as well.
See, "Sneaky Choc" planned on having them delivered IN THE AFTERNOON, after Mrs. Choc. had already left for the day, so that they would be on display for all (esp. OM) to see, all day long until she worked again tomorrow.
$#%&% florist!!!!
She called to ask me if I was "Phil", and meekly thanked me, but pretty cool. Then again, they weren't meant as a warm-and-fuzzy, so maybe that was just "Message Received" -- I hope so.
I need to get back to WORKING OUT THERE, as well. Not only do I need to plain get back to the gym for my own sake, but it would be good for me to show my face in there more often.
Still don't know what I'm going to do about confronting her about EA. She sent 155 text messages in the past 18 days, according to Nextel. Maybe THREE of those are from me, and not 10% are from my daughters. They couldn't provide the daily totals, but I bet there's an escalation there.
I asked her to lunch today (specifically phrased it as "I'd like to go to lunch with you. Can you make some time for us after work? -- Choc.", in order to be more "leading," but she called back to say today wasn't a good day, and could we do it tomorrow. I said "Fine, because I think we need to talk face-to-face," and she sounded nervous.
