I guess I haven't talked about these two in awhile. In case some people care, here is an update on my so called love life.
Just as I was leaving to go to California, I asked Groomsman if he wanted to tag along. Money is no issue with him, so I didn't feel bad asking him knowing air fare would be through the roof. Well, he didn't make it, for a very good reason which we'll keep to ourselves.
Once I got back to the Big-D, I called him up. We had made *tentative* plans a few days prior over text messages and he agreed to see me the night I flew back in. Well, he must also have a short-term memory because when I called him at the time I was getting in, like I told him I would, he was at a bar. Uhm, hmm. Lucky for him, this bar was two block from my apartment. Unlucky for me, I had to go pick him up...oooh, wait, there is something you should know: He doesn't have a car or a drivers license.
Uh-huh. He has a medical condition that doesn't allow him to drive. This may be a permanent situation that I may be having a temporary issue with. It's not that I am shallow, it's that I am old fashioned and sometimes lazy. Every date we have, I have to go pick him up and then drive us to our date location. In case you don't know, gas ain't cheap nowadays. He lives a short ten minutes from me, but still,, can I get an amen, here?
I picked him up at the bar and drove us to Cuba Libre* for dinner. I had the calamari tacos---so yum, I could eat those everyday and I just got off the California Eating Tour. It was a great dinner and I cried. Whoa, not because of him but because he asked me how me and my friend, E knew each other. It's a very sad story and I can usually tell it without shedding tears, but Groomsman was all 21 Questions about the situation. Questions I was not prepared for and/or no one has asked before. I always think it brings you closer once your significant other sees you cry. Plus, it lets you know what kind of caretaker they could be depending on how they handle your tears.
I can say he didn't do such a great job at that. Oh, well.
Saturday, I agreed to meet him for lunch. I was at home, so was he. I had to drive to his apartment to get him and once there, he really wanted to go to Jake's Hamburgers. Ugh. They have the best burgers in town, in my opinion. Problem here was Jake's is 2 blocks from my apartment , so I basically drove back from where I came, ate and drove back to take him home. Do you see the problem?
So far, it's the only problem I have with him. I need to either deal with it or forget it and be that shallow.
Tonight he wants me to meet him and his friends at some restaurant at 8:30. I'm still pondering: 1. I hate eating after 7:30. One thing I learned from that Oprah is eating before 7:30 does wonders. Try it. I'm serious, if I was my ideal weight I could eat anything and everything before 7:30 and not gain an outrageous extra pounds. 2. It kinda bothers me that he wants me to meet him there, why can't I meet him at his place and then we go over there?
More importantly, why is that bothering me?
Then there is Incredible. Obviously, not so incredible anymore but he is still lurking here and there. Bring on the hate mail. I don't care. Seems that me not being available to him for a week sure did effect him. He missed me. No joke, you wouldn't say?
Here is where I am spoiled. Incredible lives two blocks away. We walk back and forth to each other's places. He has a car and he brings me food, as in I never have to go anywhere. There have been Sundays where I text him: McDonald's and poof! twenty minutes later he in my apartment with some steaming hot fries.
Since I have been back in town, Incredible has punched it up a notch. A huge notch. So huge in fact, I'm hearing, "I love you" and "girlfriend"come out of his mouth and he is not referring to the UPN show (which is so good, BTW). Today, he is in Philadelphia and he is calling me at decent (daylight) hours and not that shady 2AM bullshit time of, it's really 3AM where he is and he just got home from the bar. Plus, when I put us on a break I never said those above things bothered me, so...huh.
Someone asked me what I was going to do about it. Well, nothing. Incredible is no longer my boyfriend and Groomsman is not my boyfriend and we have not had an exclusivity talk, yet. So, each their own, right?
*Just a note, I haven't stopped my Eating tour, obviously. I need someone to come force me into a grocery store, really, seriously, please!