its so funny, every time someone refers to ML I have ask myself, wtf is that??? seriously. because that sure as hell doesn't describe what H and I did. no love involved...just lust, need, and poor judgement.
mk, I make a killer apple bread if you want the recipe. will try to turn it into muffins tonight, should be the same, maybe bake it a bit shorter.
I think you really have the wrong idea about H and my relationship. he has no interest in having a relationship with me at all...I'm the mother of his kids, and it all stops there. he's made it very clear, the only fuzzy part is when he got a bit randy, and when he thought I was seeing someone else. he gets a little bent out of shape about that one, but he has also straight out told me that he would love for me to be involved with someone else, and that he doesn't want me to be in love with him anymore. he would, however, like me to continue baking for him, to be snarky and funny to him, to be an occasional f-buddy for him...but no more.
I have asked him to take me out on a date, btw...he said he didn't want to. ouch. this was back when we were supposedly trying to work things out. even when we first separated, before he fully went back to her, he kept asking how he was supposed to grow closer to me not living with me, and I told him flat out, ask me out on a date. he snorted and said no, no interest in doing that. ouch. trust me, right now, he isn't thinking date. he's with her, that's all there is to it. he just misses his kids. and, like I said before, if he could photoshop me out of his life, and put her in my place, all would be right with his world. his sadness stems from missing his kids and feeling displaced out of his home, it has nothing to do with me.
as for when harry met sally, this was my first time seeing it (I only saw a bit of it) since the bomb. omg, I get it on a whole new level, particularly his pain. I never understood why he was upset about the karioke thing...he's with a good looking woman having a great time, what's to worry about? but now I get it. I do. and his ex is a smug bitch, with that look of pity on her face like H gives me from time to time. excuse me while I go throw up.
blech.
well, hope everyone is having a good day. we went to the farm and got pumpkins and gourds and such, I did the grocery run...H called the kids while I was gone, so we are both probably breathing a sigh of relief that I wasn't around. mil is still here playing with the kids, so I'm doing my own thing for a bit.
Last edited by morgan; 09/23/0707:23 PM.
M-41 H-38 M-10 years, T-14 years Bomb-PA 3/19/07 Separated-6/7/07 Piecing/h back home 5/08 S-6 S-4 D-4
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"