I had a dream that my ex walked into my bedroom completely naked, with a boner. I got up and went about my day and he followed me everywhere – naked, with a boner. And his girlfriend was trailing behind him with a smile plastered to her face. She was wearing a fancy dress. If someone referred to her, they called her “Swamp Hag Big Bangs.” I felt a mixture of pleasure and pity at the teasing. Really, the dream was quite awkward. My ex, naked, with a boner. His girlfriend, following along.
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I had a nice evening yesterday. After working 8 1/2 hours on a Saturday, I went to my friend’s home to hang out. We went to dinner at Glory Days. We’re both trying to making healthier eating choices so we got the nutritional info for all of their foods from a website and made healthier decisions than we would have without the guidance of that chart. I had a Swiss Mushroom and Onion Burger with a side of Redskin Potatoes. We spit an appetizer of Fried Pickles. I drank water. My entire meal was 930 calories. For a restaurant, I’d say that’s not too shabby.
We had a good time at the restaurant. We talked about social worky things, life stuff, jobs, goals for 2014, etc.
We then went and saw American Hustle. What a great movie! I’ve been wanting to see it (and I may see it again today) and since the time for that movie was convenient, we saw it. When my friend asked me why I wanted to see the movie I said, “Jennifer Lawrence is in it.” Then he asked what the movie was about. “I’ve watched the previews, but I’m not really sure what it’s all about. But it looks good.” Lol. So we watched the preview together and he came to the same conclusion I did. And we both ended up loving the movie!
I got home just after 10pm. I watched 1 1/2 episodes of Call the Midwife. I kept drifting off during the second episode so I closed my laptop, rolled over, and went to sleep…
This morning I wake up and couldn’t figure out what had happened. My laptop sits atop a small radiator (that I do not use). When I woke up my laptop was on the floor, upside down. Wouldn’t I have heard my laptop fall in the night? What caused my laptop to fall in the first place? Thankfully I had closed my laptop before falling asleep. And thankfully no more damage is done to my computer than was already done from my year of use and abuse of it.
I got up and went to the bathroom. When I came back I realized that the jeans I wore yesterday were in the living room. I remember stripping my clothes in the bedroom. The rest were still in a pile at the side of my bed. How on earth did my jeans get way over there?
Maybe I was sleep walking last night. That happens from time to time.
Now I need to get upstairs, shower, and figure what I’m gonna wear today… It’s a big day! I’m going to hangout with my ex… I’m kind of excited about it. I haven’t seen him since just before Christmas. And I really do miss the man. I keep reminding myself that this is not a date (right?) and that I will come home tonight (most likely) and that I will not put up with any bullshit (absolutely!).
I don’t know what to wear though. Jeans and t-shirt? Jeans and nice shirt? Too cold for a skirt, really. Are sweats too casual? Khakis too formal?
Decisions, decisions, decisions…
This week’s DP Challenge: Gonzo Writing Challenge
We got into his car at 2:43am after a night filled with raucous laughter and good friends. I slid into the cold passenger seat, quickly shut the small SUV’s door, and clicked the frigid seatbelt into place. I rubbed my hands together trying to bring warmth to the stiff bones. He opened the driver’s side door as he fumbled for the ignition key. As he sat he started the vehicle and immediately turned the heater on full blast.
He rubbed his hands together. “You’re good people. They’re good people.” He was talking about the good friends who were still inside the old, rickety house. These good friends that I had only met 10 hours previously.
I grinned, the right side of my mouth turning up. “You’re good people. too.” I closed my tired eyes, nodded, and continued to rub my slightly warmer hands furiously.
“I was pretty positive you would get along.” He cocked his head to the right, closed his brown eyes, pursed his lips, and returned my nod.
I sat quietly as he shifted into reverse and slowly descended onto the dark street. He shifted into braked, shifted into first, and shook a cigarette from his Camel Crush pack. After placing the pack in a cup holder in the middle console he reached into his front shirt pocket and produced a green 7-Eleven lighter. I followed suit by placing a hand inside my hoodie pocket, grasping my pack of Camel Menthol Silvers and yellow Bic lighter. We lit our smokes at the same time. He released the brake and cruised down the small hill.
(20 minutes later)
He perched the vehicle on the sidewalk outside of my three story townhouse which is located in an overly developed development. We each pushed the red button to release our seatbelts and opened our doors nearly simultaneously. I swung both legs to the side and hopped out of the vehicle. I grabbed my small, black, silver studded purse and quietly shut the passenger’s side door. The freezing cold air made walking difficult. I walked in front of the still-running SUV. As I rounded the driver’s side he stepped onto the gray sidewalk.
“I would ask you to come in if it weren’t so late,” I said. I thought, “Please come in. Please?”
“Yeah, I really need to get home and sleep. I’m going to dehydrate kale and sweet potatoes tomorrow,” he replied with excitement.
“Thank you so very much for inviting me tonight,” I said with a wide smile.
“Of course. I’m glad you had a good time,” he replied with his soft voice.
“I had an amaaazing time.” I continued to smile.
He stepped forward and extended his big arms. I took a step as I opened my own arms and accepted the hug. I relished his warm embrace. I lifted my face towards his and thought, “Maybe a kiss?” His arms relaxed, his hands rested on my shoulders.
“I’m sure I’ll talk with you soon, my lady.” His big hands rubbed my arms. And then his hands slid to my hands. And then our hands parted and he turned on his heels and walked to his vehicle.
“Goodnight, friend,” I said as I turned towards the red front door with my hands in my hoodie pocket feeling for my key.
My night was freaking amazeballs. A-fucking-mazeballs. I just got in (3am).
My friend picked me up around 4pm, we went to his place so he could put away groceries and gather salad supplies for dinner. We got to one of the friend’s houses and had good conversation, homemade pizza, salad, and tons of laughs. Then we went roller skating/blading for a bit. And then back to the house for more pizza and salad and good conversation and tons more laughter.
And then I was introduced to Cards Against Humanity which I will be buying upon payday. I suggest you do the same. I think my favorite combo of the night was “My whole life I’ve been working towards _______ only to have it ruined by __________.” “My whole like I’ve been working towards firing a rifle into the air while balls deep in a squealing hog only to have it ruined by bullshit.
I was invited to come back, so I must have done alright. I had been sooo nervous all morning and afternoon and couldn’t figure out what to wear or what to do with my hair. I felt like I was going on a first date that I was incredibly excited about. I’m so glad that there will be more dates.
I was invited to hang out with The Cool Kids. I’m so excited! I have been wanting to hang out with The Cool Kids ever since I moved this way. My friend FINALLY talked with The Cool Kids and I got an invited to hangout on Saturday – pizza and roller skating. What?! I’m so stoked! I feel like an actual kid in Elementary School who was just invited to sit at the table with all the popular kids at lunch. 🙂
Ugh. I really, really need to clean the house. And I do NOT want to do so! I’m pouting and stamping my foot (figuratively) because I would much rather stay in bed. My house is a disaster. I have stuffing from a pillow all over the living room. I need to deep clean the kitchen. I really need to vacuum. There are certain things that just must be done in order to maintain a healthy, happy home.
I also have to go over to BGF’s place to watch his kids so he can bring a chain link fence to my house. He is replacing their fence and has graciously given us the old fence. We really need a fenced-in area for the dogs. I am so very grateful for the free fence… I do not want to go over there today. I will end up getting stuck there for hours and I’d rather stay home.
I don’t feel great. I’m sleepy. I’m hungry. I’m thirsty (I need to go buy water). And I miss my boyfriend. My motivation to keep the home in order has diminished greatly because frankly, what is the point when no one is here to see the house anyway? That’s kind of how I feel about shaving as well. What’s the point when no one is going to enjoy my smoothe legs anyway?
Anyway… As a responsible adult, I will go to BGF’s and graciously watch the kids. I will stay for however long I’m needed. Then I will (hopefully) come home and clean what needs cleaned… **sigh** Maybe I’ll take a nap first.