Yes, this is getting addicting. I'm going to try to make these regularly so I can put something together. It's a whole lotta fun, it is. Did I already mention that? Yea. But it is!
In other news, my weekend SUCKED. I got into a beautiful fight with Ron on Saturday morning. It was so fantastic that I had to take off while still in my pajamas. I was like, "I can't take this anymore, I gotta go..." Yes. In my pj's, no bra, messy hair, old glasses and flip flops. I looked fetching, I must say. It was 10 a.m. and I was tooling around the house, cleaning as usual. I was a little hung over (thank you Erica, what a nice time I had with you) and headachy so it didn't take much to set me off. Ron apparently woke up in a foul mood as well. Thankfully I have wonderful friends like Melanie. I went straight to her house, the one that's right around the block from where I grew up. She happens to have a back house that they used to rent out but no longer do. So we were able to sit and talk things out in back. I didn't have to blubber in front of her boyfriend. She is such a great friend. Calmed me, listened and made some good suggestions. It helps that she's going through a tough time with her boyfriend as well. I'm so glad we're there for each other.
Anyway, the fight wasn't about babies. It was about other things that have been bugging us about each other. Things that just escalated. Ron was relentless, which made me yell all the more... Ugh. It was nasty. I spent the day zoning out in Melanie's back house. She even left for a while, as she had to go to a birthday party. I stayed and napped 'cause I was feeling like total shit. Ron called while I was there and we even got into it again on the phone...until I hung up on him, that is. I was trying to be nice, I was trying to be calm... It just wasn't working. So I stayed 'til Melanie got home and we ordered pizza. Then I got the "I'm so sorry, it's all my fault" text and I was able to go home.
Even though we made up and had a decent day yesterday, I still feel terrible. And I'm still kinda mad at Ron. Just a little. It's like yea, say you're sorry but please don't do this again. How do I know it's not gonna happen again? Why don't you show me? I guess I have to just take the steps and get us into a counselor soon. I'm already looking into a referral, I'm not sure if I mentioned that before. But things can't go on like this. We have to work some things out or it's never going to work. Yes, things that I saw before we married are getting worse. JUST like they said they would! Isn't that GREAT?! Okay, I'll cut the sarcasm.
The one good thing about the weekend is Ron got us some great Mike Patton videos. I still adore Mike Patton, a little more than I should... I just can't help it. He's so weird and adorable. Here he is with yet another delusional looking fan:
That face he's making is precisely why I don't want to run up to him with my camera and take a picture right away...if I ever meet him. He looks like he just HATES it, doesn't he? I'd rather have a picture of us having fun together (NO, not THAT kind of fun) at sushi or something. It'd be so much fun if Ron, cousin Mark, me and Mike could hang out sometime. Yea. I'll just keep fantasizing. Time to leave the office and go home. Eh...maybe I'll stop by the fish store really quick. That's always fun.
3 comments:
Ugh, sorry to hear about your fight with Ron. Relationships can really be the pits sometimes! **HUGS!!**
What she said. And more hugs. :-)
Hey, thanks for dropping by my humble blog! I'm always happy to make the acquaintance of a fellow Morrissey fan. And OH how I have screamed along to "Why do I smile at people who I'd much rather kick in the eye?!" (I do it quite often, sadly.)
Sorry for the weekend drama-rama. At least he admitted guilt, eh? ;)
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