I Bit the Bullet

So I was sitting there aimlessly at my open house today. There was not a soul out due to it being the coldest day of the year (with wind chill -25). No one was home either because I went through my contacts and hit up every single person. No one answered their phone. Then I did it. WTF! I sent RG a text asking him if he was still up for the overnight paid trip with my company. I swear I am not dickmotized (OEN). I would just rather bank on a sure thing than nothing at all. Plus nothing says that I can't talk with other peolpe while we are out and about. Maybe I can score some digits for a rendevous at a later date. Did I just make RG sound used and cheap by referring to him as a "sure thing?" Nothing will ever lessen his opinion of himself so it doesn't matter. He sent a text back saying that he was still up for it and I let him know that I would get back to him with the details when I got them. Short, sweet and to the point.

In WTF? ramblings today:

1. I sent a text to all my friends on Thursday letting them know that Strep Throat had not killed me off and that if anyone wished to bring a get well present then ice cream would be wonderful. NO response from anyone!?! WTF!

2. WOS calling every night while on his "sabbatical" north and acting like nothing is wrong. WTF!

BORING

So I figured out why everyone pissed me off. I went to the doctor on Tuesday with a raging case of...Strep Throat. (Sorry I'm a saftey girl so no STD's here.) On that note I have not heard from RG. Guess he wasn't that into me after all. Let me rephrase...I guess he was only interested in EXTREMELY casual sex (meaning maybe once a month) instead of Friends With Benefits type sex. To borrow a saying from the OEN blog, I was not dickmotized. I can get it anywhere if I want it, I just chose to experiment with my friend. Now I need to find a new friend to experiment with. Hopefully one which may also want a more meaningful relationship.

So to recap...I have been home, in my bed, by myself with strep throat. Hopefully next week will lead to new adventures. WOS is 2 hours north this week so if I went out this weekend he would not hear about it until after he got back on Tuesday. It has been sooooo nice having him gone. I wish he would just stay gone.

And I Was Pissed Before

Am I ever pissed now! Not only has RG pissed me off, but wouldn't you know WOS did too. I was generous enough to give him a ride two hours away with SIL, the kids and me. I was venting about why RG is not on my friend list at the moment. No she does not know that I sleep with him. I lied and gave her the jist. WOS is in the way backseat and decides that now is a good time to start in on me about his friends calling to tell him what I was doing all night and how he is going for more rights and we need to discuss things, yadda, yadda, yadda. I told him that I would not discuss this with kids in the car. He kept right on spewing while sitting next to my 13 year old niece. COME ON! Use your head! I told him again that I would not talk about this with kids in the car. I was half tempted to pull over and tell him to get out in the cold and the middle of nowhere. I bit my tongue like the classy thing I am. We got to my in-laws and he went in the kitchen with SIL. I said I was going to unpack our stuff and she came with me. She told me that I handled that situation very well and that he should have known better than to bring it up in front of other people especially the kids. She told me that while they were in the kitchen that he told her how mad he was because his "friends" kept calling to tell him what I was doing. I thought my life was boring. If you have nothing better to do than call someone when I go to the bathroom, talk to the people at my table, or get up to play Big Buck Hunter than you need a new life. She told him it was absolutely ridiculous that his "friends" were doing that and he should tell them to stop. I didn't talk to him the whole trip. Lucky for him he stayed up there.

So he just called me and I went off. He said that he was mad too because he had to listen to his friends all night and he didn't like SIL and I discussing my night out while he was around. I told him that that's too bad that his low class friends had no life and had to call him with all the boring details of my night. His response was, "what of it's your friends that are calling me." WHATEVER! I have 6 people in this town that I would consider "friends." None of them care to have his number and none of them would call him. I did not know anyone in the bar even though it was packed for pool league. I think what he meant was an acquaintence of mine, but even then, I did not know anyone. My definition of a friend is someone that you can call on a regular basis, share experiences and stories with and go out with.These people are loyal to you. His definition is anyone he has ever met or seen or had other friends talk about. He won't know a thing about you including your last name ,but your his friend. He told me that he didn't even know if he still cared. Maybe I will get this divorce before summer starts if he will start talking and mediate.

Too bad I don't think I I could switch to women. It might be easier.

True Colors

I am SO pissed! Alcohol definately helps to show peoples' true colors. RG came over an hour after he texted me. He was on the phone for a good 15 minutes in the beginning. From the moment he walked through my door he had a major chip on his shoulder. Knowing him like I do I knew he had consumed way too much alcohol and he was his asshole persona.CL had sent a sexually explict, funny drunken text. To make a long story super short he completely snapped at me. After he said he was going out with friends I dropped a proposition for an afterhours for 2 party. No response. I guess in his state he thought he sent one back because he snapped, "I told ya I'd call when I left". Ah, no ya didn't. It was not a big deal but I didn't like where this was heading. He actually made a move on me this time. I must say that the first 3 times we had sex I was in awe. Now I have come to understand the way his body works. Lots of alcohol=Limpy, limpy limpy. Now, regardless, he is ever the giver and gave me mine more times than I can count in the hour and a half he was here. No alcohol=very short sex time but we definately stand at attention. Anyway he just continued to be crass and almost down right rude. All he kept saying was I can leave if you want me to. Which now in retrospect may just have been his way of getting reassurance that I really did want him.

His whole asshole behavior was a real turn off. I have dealt with that with WOS for the last few years and I am not going to let anyone regarless if you are a friend or a fuck to be an asshole to me. My afterhours time is about me. Come in happy and ready to pretend that nothing else matters. This is our time to pretend and have crazy, uninhibited sex. I am not going to be hitting RG up anytime soon that's for sure. Stupid, drunk dickhead just lost the best afterhours he had had in a while.

Just Can't Get Enough

So I went out for dinner with T. I swear I haven't seen her in at least 8 months. She was very excited about the RG hook up. After that I went met up with CL at our favorite establishment. RG finally texted me back but said he was meeting up with some people after he got off work. About 1:30 I get a message asking what I was doing. He is supposedly on his way over so we will see how long it actually takes him. Bar close is 2am so he shouldn't be that much longer.

Just a side note: If you are ever in a bar and see men in kilts, bet your friends LOTS of money that there is nothing on underneath. I saw so much ass crack tonight I might be blind.

Not Exactly

Boring, boring, boring. That is how the last few days have been. I weighed in on Wednesday and ended up half a pound heavier. Not exactly the results I had hoped for.I know that this is do to my working out and holding more water in my muscles and since my clothes are fitting differently I don't care. In the next 2 weeks my metabolism will kick up and pounds will start falling off. I did go to the gym today and so I feel good about that.

WOS came to see his daughter last night. I left for a few minutes to run to the office and fax a sales contract and he called 15 minutes after I left to say she was through a fit and crying. Who's the parent? He has no idea how to parent and she will be able to walk all over him his whole life if he doesn't step it up.

I am meeting some friends out tonight and was supposed to have a hook up with RG. I sent a text but haven't heard back yet if we are still on. I don't really expect him to tell me "No."

Heading up to see the in-laws this weekend and I think WOS is going so that should be interesting sleeping arrangements. He ain't sleeping with me! SIL and I are taking the kids up Friday night and after my jewelry party on Saturday, which I hope won't run too much past 3, to head for home. I can only stand my mother-in-law for a short time. You would think that after my high patience level with my MD kids all day that I would have some for her. I don't.

Tomorrow's THE Day

So tomorrow is Weigh Day. Tonight I did 2 miles in 29 minutes and 40 seconds AFTER I had already done the stair climber. This is the stair climber where you actually have to pick up your feet because the stairs roll. I realized after about 4 minutes that I am nowhere near ready to do stairs. I only made it 6 minutes, however, that is 6 minutes longer than I had done it in the past. I have been eating right this week and working out so I am ready! If nothing else, I feel better about myself and that I am working on me. Also, my clothes are starting to fit a little different so that gives me more encouragement. My daughter has a blast in the daycare so it makes it easier for me to work out knowing that she is having fun.

On a note totally off subject: I found this blog called the Over-Educated Nympho. It is raw, real and to the point. Not to mention after reading some of the posts I had to go masturbate it was so titillating and HOT. I highly recommend this site.