I had asked H a couple of days ago if he wanted time w/ the Ds this weekend since D10 and I will be going out of town next weekend. H agreed and I thought he said he would be over after lunch today. He showed up right around 12:30. Told him D10 had eaten and there was stuff in the freezer that D15 and him could have or they could do something else.
I believe H asked where I was going but I didn't respond. I figured I don't need to tell him what I do w/ my time as he doesn't tell me how he spends his and I don't ask. Not like I had any hot plans anyway, but what the heck, let him just think about it.
So my big afternoon out started at Walmart. Actually it is nice to be able to go and take my time and look around at whatever. Then I decided to treat myself to a quiet lunch at Panera. YUM. Read a little of the Love Languages book. (I ran into a family there that we know. Mentioned later to D15 that I ran into them and she asked where. I just said Panera and left it at that. I'm sure that probably got H thinking because that isn't somewhere I normally go alone. It is more of a treat spot.) From there I went to borders to get a book for my book club. Then I stopped in a couple of other stores but didn't buy anything.
D10 came running to the door to great me when I got home. That felt really good. I also thought about how she used to do that everyday when H came home from work. Actually we used to all race to get the first hug. No one runs for one anymore. How sad. I would love to run for a hug, but H still doesn't want to open up to that.
We went to late afternoon Mass. D10 asked to go to dinner and H agreed. He didn't really seem into it but I guess he had an ok time. When H went to leave I mentioned how good he looked in his jeans and that they showed his best features. I said something like you probably hear that all the time. He said he never does and I jokingly said you must not be hanging out w/ the right people. Then I made a move and grabbed his butt and other goods. H started getting excited and we ended up going upstairs. Now according to Bill Clinton we did not have relations. But H left very happy. They bad part is still no hug, kiss or ILY. At this point I don't really care. I don't feel used this time and I'm happy that I made him happy. I hope that counts as DBing. Oh, and H even said thank you and told me I'm good at what I did. I said ya, imagine what it would be like if I had more practice.
