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Oct 17, 2005 13:29

Went to my friend's wedding yesterday.. Sat through a Catholic service without bursting into flames... yay for that! Wasnt the only one who didnt do the kneeling/praying/communion things so I didnt feel quite the freak...Saw th ex and his new fiance (really, this people breaking up with me and then marrying the next chick is really getting old) Havent seen him in quite some time - he looks a hell of a lot better than the last time I saw him, so she must be doing him some good.. yay for them. Cant explain why his presence (with her and that awful shiny new diamond) went right up my nose, but it did -- we've been split for ages and Im not suffering heartache anymore, but I was irritated nonetheless... especially since once again, he did not speak to me. which left me with anxiety because I felt I *should* go over and do the whole congratulations thing... but since there has not been one word spoken between us since he shattered my heart way back when, I thought it odd and uncomforatble.. Isnt there some unwritten rule somewhere that the dumpee approaching the dumper and his new fiance is a big fat no no? I didnt do it.. I felt far too strange and shallow and insincere... And I was having far too much fun with my other friends to spend more than a moment feeling that guilt... However, I guess he had a rather lengthy conversation with my friend about me.. odd! Too bad by the time she was filling me in I was too drunk to retain much beyond he thinks I have lost weight (havent, but ok if you say so) and that she thought I was incredibly classy and ladylike all night with the whole "thing"... interesting since I wasnt trying to be classy or ladylike because I didnt realize there was a "thing" to be classy about! Obviously he was anxious about having me there.. har har! I may be the ex girlfriend that he and fiance were talking about all night but at least Im prettier than she is.. an impressive feat since Im prettier than like .000005% of the female population.
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Saw the mother this weekend - seems she is dating some guy from Cranston that she met online and they were going to Waterfire Saturday so she told him to meet her at my place! Argh, like I want some stranger mom met on the internet coming to MY house? No, not a good idea.. Hopefully he isnt a psycho -- for my mom's sake too! She wasnt at my place long, but we are getting along well (even the wedding fiasco went well, since she was focused on my sister and uncle)She brought me a zilllion of my most favoritist cookies (I will be so fat) and helped me decide what to wear to the wedding on Sunday... hmm, improvements.. when will the shoe drop I wonder?
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I caved to the scare tactics of insane heating prices and hired a contractor to insulate the house.. its the smaller cost project, but according to the guy (who of course is trying to sell me on it) putting insulation will be a 30-50% decreast in heating costs... so maybe Im looking at very little change in my bills.... nah. Applied for the home equity too.. what the hell right? Bring on the debt... using it to pay for that and my credit card which was a balance transfer I wont use it I'll just pay it off...why not pay it off and claim the interest at tax time? The bigger expense (windows) has been postponed till next year when I dont have car payments and can shuffle that bill to a window installation expense... Ah, the carefree lifestyles of the permanently middle
class debt shuffler...
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Wore my hair straightened yesterday and left it so this morning.. the co-workers are freaking out.. having never seen me in anything other than my usual curly self... its sort of fun but mildly insulting that they go on and on about how fabulous I look... by default I think, oh good, in my regular state Im plain, boring and perhaps even ugly.... There is no way in hell Im spending an hour every day trying to wrestle my hair straight... not to mention at the least sign of humidity it reverts back anyway... Wish I could look this fabulous with
curls =(
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way too tired and mildly hungover this morning... love open bar weddings!

wedding, family, house, relationships, finances, mom, deep thoughts

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