K just called me and asked if I wanted to go have a drink at Pappasito's, so that is what I'm going to do tonight. I had to accept, because if not, I wouldn't have left the house all damn day.
On the drive in, the wife calls me. 6pm. I didn't answer and just let it go to VM.
"Hey, its Clarissa. I just wanted to wish you Happy Birthday and wanted to see if you didn't have any plans if you wanted to come over and eat dinner with us. Uhh....let me know. I'm on my way picking up D7. Talk to you later."
I wasn't sure what to do. 6pm. She calls me at the last f'ing minute.
I don't think so. As much as I want to see my kids, no.
I call K to let her know I'm a little behind and she says she is too.
"Oh, and I called B. She gets off at 6 and so she's going to join us."
I think to myself that maybe I'll just stay for a drink or two and then maybe head to the wifes. I call the wife about 15 minutes after she called.
"Hey. I'm heading over to meet some friends for some dinner and some drinks." "Okay. I just wanted to offer." "If you would have called a little earlier, I would have made plans." "At least I called." That was a little pissy. "I may not stay too long. Maybe after." "Well, we'll be home. Whatever you decide." "Did you tell the girls?" "No. I haven't said anything." "Okay. Well, I'll call." "Okay. Bye."
I ended up staying at the restaurant. I got there first and started with my Dos Equis. K got there a few minutes later. About a half hour later, B got there. We had fun. We ate a huge appetizer and I had a few beers. At the end, I get seranaded again by the wait staff and lots of pics with our camera phones. K suggests that we go somewhere else, so they had seen a radio station at the BBQ place two places down, so we went there and continued the drinks. DJ was spinning some old school 80's stuff. Pop and dance stuff. At about just before 9:30, I get a call from the apartment. I'm sure it was D11. I step out and talk to her. I thank her for calling me and for calling me this morning.
I'm sure she can hear the music. I let her know that her mom invited me over, but that she called me after I had already made plans. That she called me too late. As I'm hanging up, my old co-worker that had gotten fired earlier this year walks past me. He see's me and we yell at each other, what the hell are we doing there. He is with his wife. He tries to get on me about not calling him. I get on him about not calling me. He tells me he saw K inside the place and I let him know that were there for my B'day. We catch up for a sec and he has to leave.
When I get back, K and B are talking to some guy that was sitting at the table next to ours. They are having a good time, so I just relax and enjoy the music and the beers. Later, we decide its time to go.
Turns out that B is setting up a get together tomorrow evening for our friend P and myself at the Saltgrass Steakhouse.
My fave. P and I have the same B'day.
P and myself, K, B, N and the other P and her husband. The usual band of misfits. Tonight wasn't really supposed to happen. I think K just felt bad that I wasn't going to do anything for my actual B'day.
I enjoyed myself tonight.
I think the wife just thought that I was going to go straight to her place to have dinner or something. I asked D11 if her mom had mentioned anything about me coming over and she said no, not that she knew of.
Like I said, how considerate. 6pm. "At least I called."
WTF is that?!
But I guess she is right. I had expected NO call.
At least she called.
Me 47, WW 38 SS18, D15, D10
Good Bye Girl. No longer SAYING she's moving out. GBG moved out 8-1-08
"I have now decided to enjoy life instead of figure it out."
"Hey. I'm heading over to meet some friends for some dinner and some drinks." "Okay. I just wanted to offer." "If you would have called a little earlier, I would have made plans." "At least I called." That was a little pissy. "I may not stay too long. Maybe after." "Well, we'll be home. Whatever you decide."
"Hey. I'm heading over to meet some friends for some dinner and some drinks." "Okay. I just wanted to offer." "If you would have called a little earlier, I would have made plans." "At least I called." That was a little pissy. "I may not stay too long. Maybe after." "Well, we'll be home. Whatever you decide."
She sounds like she's DBing.
So is that a good thing or a bad thing?
Me 47, WW 38 SS18, D15, D10
Good Bye Girl. No longer SAYING she's moving out. GBG moved out 8-1-08
"I have now decided to enjoy life instead of figure it out."
"Hey. I'm heading over to meet some friends for some dinner and some drinks." "Okay. I just wanted to offer." "If you would have called a little earlier, I would have made plans." "At least I called." That was a little pissy. "I may not stay too long. Maybe after." "Well, we'll be home. Whatever you decide."
She sounds like she's DBing.
So is that a good thing or a bad thing?
Neither. Just an observation. Just make sure YOU are.
I reckon it was a good thing to not go to her apartment last night. I really wanted to though. If the girls were expecting me, I think I would have gone.
Went to some training today for a couple hours. On the way back to my office, I started thinking about her.
I hate when I do that. Think too much.
I miss her. She pisses me off. She's inconsiderate. I go through future conversations in my mind. Things I should have said. Things I'll say next time. Am I doing the right thing? The right way? She couldn't have gotten me something from the kids? Not even a f'ing cake?
It's always me thinking of her. Not no mo.
I feel like I know the wife too well. Like this pull back is going to have the opposite effect it's supposed to.
Too much thinking. I'll have to keep going with the pull back.
Tonight, wherever I go, I'm getting myself some damn cake.
Chocolate. Last night, the Mexican Restaurant did give me sopapilla's. Like a fried puff pastry sprinkled with powdered sugar and served with honey.
Good, but not the same. Karen, can you make me one?
Last edited by hopeful4her; 12/12/0808:46 PM.
Me 47, WW 38 SS18, D15, D10
Good Bye Girl. No longer SAYING she's moving out. GBG moved out 8-1-08
"I have now decided to enjoy life instead of figure it out."
Tonight, wherever I go, I'm getting myself some damn cake.
Chocolate. Last night, the Mexican Restaurant did give me sopapilla's. Like a fried puff pastry sprinkled with powdered sugar and served with honey.
Good, but not the same. Karen, can you make me one?
Of course, we always make chocolate birthday cakes here. Is there any other kind??? Just don't ask me to ice it with anything unless you want a good laugh. My actual cakes are very good in the new oven...
I'm so glad it sounds like you had a nice birthday. And well, she did call. If she takes you a bit for granted, maybe that's not completely her fault? And my opinion is she may think she doesn't want you, but she probably wouldn't be thrilled if someone else had you either??? Karen
Don't forget to enjoy some chocolate for me today! Karen 
Karen