The Night that Was

Last night I went out with the Comic to her friend's birthday bash at a hibachi place. I don't meet many of the Comic's friends since she is a bit ashamed of them. While she is okay with the birthday girl, it was her friends that are the problem. The birthday girl is one of those people who can't stand to be alone so always has friends with her. She collects them so there is always an abundance of them. The problem is that there is no cohesiveness to the group since everyone pretty much doesn't like the next. You gotta love it.

Now to add to the soup. The Comic was having horrible cramps so she was downing the sake to help with it. She didn't get drunk which I was happy for since I would of had a hard time with it. Like I told her I don't like my loved ones drinking and having their personality change. The Comic did change just being around these people. Her position is the court jester for the group. I was happy she didn't perform for the crowd, but she did act different than she did with me which was a bit unsettling.

The other ingredient in the dysfunctional night was that the owner and our chef had gotten stung by a sting ray in their fish tank. So he downed plenty of liquor, and given 4 medications including Vicodin for the pain. Yes get those knives and flames going. Actually he did a good show, although it took forever for him to start.

Last off I'm wondering if I should talk to Eric. I called him last night and he told me the phone was full of static and could we talk another time. Besides him calling me last Sunday, every time I've called him in the last few weeks has been met with some reason for us not to talk. It's really starting to bother me.

There's Something in my Pants

I had to share a stashed secret with my friend Paul this morning. I had realized that I hadn't shared it with anyone yet. It's never good for me to try and handle it by myself. I've seen what happens then before. Anyway I'll finish sharing it here to say goodbye to it. I thought I might already have a nickname for her, but I don't think so. However there are a lot of women there and I might have forgotten. Anyway I'll call her College girl. College girl and I went to school together hence the nickname. We use to hang out a lot. I was in a bad relationship and she was in a bad marriage. I wasn't going to cheat and I never pushed anything, but I always wanted to sleep with her. And the answer is just because. Over the years we've stayed in contact. She tracked me down years after we graduated. Asked me if I was married and when she found out I was she fell off the face of the earth again. Nowadays we both live in Virginia. Her in the west and me in the east. She comes out her every once in a while for family and vacations. We see each other at seminars occasionally and one of us is always seeing someone at the time. Over the last year she has canceled a few times in coming to the beach when we were both single for some reason or another.

So where is this going? Well I got an email from College girl the other day saying she's coming for a 3 day stay with a hotel at the oceanfront. A part of me was like "damn, I'm in a relationship." However that was a very small part. Mostly because I love the Comic and what we have and I know I only want sex with College girl which is a 20 year hold over. I made sure to mention that I was dating someone in my reply email. Hopefully we will see each other at the airshow this weekend since it would be good to see her. However anything beyond that I'm saying goodbye to.

Man Up

Today was another outing to drop off invites. I didn't feel like doing it. I know it comes from a feeling of less than and a lot of "unsaid" shit in the back of my head. However I know action produces action which has been working for the office over the last week. So I did it. As always there is no problems since I'm just dropping the invite off. However I know I can build it up in my head. Shah asked if I was going to follow up with the doctors. I had to laugh. I'd have better luck getting Obama on the phone than any of them.

Today has also been manning up getting answers over the phone for many things. The Comic offered to do it for me, but like I told her. It was my responsibility to do it or suffer for not doing it. So first up was Verizon and where was my phone service since the guy was here Friday, couldn't do the job and said he would be back Monday. Come to find out the job was classified as finished. WTF? No service, no contract signed, no dice.

The other was my credit card processing people. I've been using the phone to authorize the credit cards. However no money has been making its way to my account. So I called to make sure it was working. Come to find out I need to keep my patients credit card numbers. Hmm I thought that was against the law. Anyway I'm going to need to track down 2 patients to get their numbers so I can get the money. Like I told the Comic today, "I have a penis and I'm not afraid to use it."

Getting a little disturbed with Eric. I called him again last night. He was very tired and didn't want to talk. I think like last year, getting back in the swing with school is kicking his butt. While I understand this I don't enjoy the pull away. However I hear this from most parents.

A New Hope

I finally stopped by the tire place today to get the nail pulled from my tire. I've known its been there for at least a week. In my defense I've stopped several times, but the wait was just to long for me. Since it wasn't flat I pulled a Kramer and kept on driving. Anyhow I finally lucked out and got right in this morning. They said I needed new rear tires cause the could see the second layer of rubber. What ever that means? This reminds me of when I asked my friend Paul if seeing the metal through the tire was a bad thing. I'm not expecting any snow soon so the tires are going to have to wait.

The Comic stopped by today and brought me food and Starbucks. Yep I be loving that woman. Anyway after I treated her, I'm trying to keep her in top form so she can keep up with me, she came out while I dropped off my invites to the local MD's. Receptionist are so happy that you are just dropping stuff off and not trying to talk to them. I think it's even money if I'm getting out the door before it hits the garbage can, but hey I can hope. We'll see if I get any responses.

I had to text my ex for some more information so I can get Eric health insurance. Any guesses how long it will take this time to get a response?

On the home front, GI Joe has been breaking out all the stops at the grocery store. Sour cream and onion chips, some bread, and several boxes of Trisquits. I really got to laugh every time I open the pantry door.

3 is a Magic Number

Well yesterday the Comic and I celebrated 3 months together. It's nice to know daily that things are rock solid between us. There is none of that mystery of not knowing where things are going. Also in the process I seem to have picked up a family which I find funny. It's like the Comic and I have been married for years the way her mother and sister treat me. The Comic says that not even her ex's picture graced the family home when she points out our picture there.

What was weird, was that at game night Saturday night, photographer sat next to the Comic. Even though I only went out with the Photographer twice 2 years ago, it was still weird to see them joking and hugging like best buds. Even weirder is that they gelled together so well.

I finally got to talk to Eric. He called me back Friday after I had called him the second time. He was upset from misbehaving and didn't want to talk. It upset me to hear him that way. One to be powerless to do anything. The other I can't tell if its from some real thing he did or some crazy shit my ex is playing. Anyway we did get to talk yesterday about school and stuff which was fun. I asked about his student id, but he had no idea what it was. So I asked him to find out what it was so I can track his school work online which will be cool for me.

Working on staying positive today. I think not having a cushion in the bank anymore has given me a negative spin. Now when I start my car I'm expecting it to not work, Wine girl to be upset at me, etc. So I really had to reign it in this morning and get the ball spinning in the opposite direction. It's worked well today. Tomorrow is a new one.

Neck Deep

Disclaimer: Nothing that follows is bad, just surprising. Now that been said.

I now treat the Comic's mom in my office since she has several problems. The Comic's sister usually comes in with her. Anyway today I'm thinking about them and I classified them as my MIL and SIL. How did I get neck deep in a relationship? This Sunday will be the 3 month point for the Comic and I. I have to admit this is the happiest I've ever been in a relationship. Compared to my other relationships since marriage this one has moved at light speed. So I'm still trying to catch up on all fronts which is one of the reasons for my days off from the Comic. I always know my emotional self is a bit slow on the uptake.

The doctor is having a hard time healing thy self. My back is bothering me this week. I was supposed to get adjusted Wednesday, but my friend had to cancel. Since then its gotten bothersome. I can only do so much myself so I'm going to get a massage today to help. It's going to be a busy weekend. Besides going to the gym with the Comic both days. We have a picnic to go to, game night with the singles, and a air show. Two of the events will be standing on hard surfaces which is never good for me.

Still trying to get in contact with Eric, but to no avail. I need is student id # so I can use the online system at his school to keep track of him.

More is Better

While my actions don't show it, I want to be a miser. Yes I'm paying bills, plus a few extra penalties for business stuff I let slip through the cracks. I tell you when I finally get a little extra padding in the bank. I really want to keep it. So when all the bills come up I'm resistant to pay even though most of them were paid with 60 seconds of me opening the envelope. I know me. If I let it linger, it will linger. I'm trying to be grateful that I have the extra to pay everything all off. It's spiritually healthy to pay stuff and not be so miserly. Keeps everything flowing instead of putting up a dam somewhere.

Over at OOBH she talked about where people come from to her blog. I've read others talk and joke about it, but I never remember to look and see what mine are. Nothing too crazy so I must be getting saner.

• Unreliable magazines
• You're a useful as an asshole right here
• in this crazy world
• monogamous dater
• rotten dead body and crazy stuff that's going on in the world
• skip a line fandango

I've haven't been connecting with Eric at night so I don't know how his new school is. I'll try again tonight. I do think that not setting up his voice mail is my ex's way of controlling my contact with him. I do want to get his student ID# when I talk to him so I can see online how he is doing in school which will be helpful since I don't get any updates from my ex.

Head in the Sand

The Comic seemed to have a fun time sleeping last night. I awoke to hear her tell someone to "kiss her ass" as she laughed. Both of us were a bit sad when I sad goodbye this morning since we won't see each other to Friday night. With work during the day I don't have much time to do my own stuff. It's not till I'm by myself that I realize how little time I have to myself these days. While I enjoy my time with the Comic, alone time is important to me. I lost myself in my marriage and I promised I would never do that again. Usually I spread the days out that we have off from each other, but with the holiday this week it just worked out this way.

I've been making more assertive choices with the business over the last few weeks. Most of it being less discounts for people since I can tell their one time wonders. Before I would take the little money, but I think it whittles me down on the inside which is something I don't want to be doing. I think I'll have to plan my discount times and non discount times to help with this. The rest has been fully grasping that I'm paying others for services for myself. I've got on my landlord about keeping our bathrooms clean and stocked which after I said something was done and taken care of in 2 days. The other is my office website which I've been emailing to have them fix for a few months. I just keep forgetting to follow up. Today being fed up with it I just called and had it done in an hour.

I hate confrontation so I have to admit I will usually avoid the higher levels of it if I can. However it's always a lesson for me when I have to do it since it does get the job done.

The Long Weekend

I'm back after the long Labor Day weekend and it was awesome. Besides my trips to see Eric I haven't had a vacation since I was married. The last one being the one that pushed us over the edge. I haven't been so relaxed in a long time. Can't say the Comic and I went anywhere special. The weather here was awesome since Earl took all the humidity with him with his passing.

Again this weekend we went to the gym. I kicked up a notch for both of us and we felt it, but it was a good feeling. We both attended Server guy's BBQ which was great. We sat by the pool and enjoyed grilled hamburgers and hot dogs. The rest of the weekend was spent watching Harry Potter movies and browsing the thrift stores. For both of us it was a time to relax and our bodies gave out Sunday when we both needed a nap during the day.

The highlight of the weekend was at my place. The Comic stayed with me again this weekend. Anyway we were going to make shish kebobs on the grill. I already had steaks and chicken in the freezer left over from previous meals. So I left them out in the morning to thaw out. Later that evening we were going to make a run to the store to get the rest of the ingredients. Just before we left GI Joe was telling us he had to speak to Cricket the dog about ripping up plastic bags. It wasn't until I went into the kitchen that I saw that the 2 bags in question were the steak and chicken bags. Now this is where it gets interesting if you already falling asleep. GI Joe said that the oven door was open. Add to the fact that Cricket has short legs and can't reach the counter. The unanimous decision is that Cricket grabbed the towel hanging on the oven door. Opened it, used it as a step ladder to get to the counter, and then went to town. Cricket was pretty much shamed face all night when she could move. The Comic made a great wanted poster. I forget that she has an art degree.

One thing that I'm really enjoying in my relationship with the Comic is how gets this look of pride when she looks at me. I tell you it's a nice feeling.

The Spitting that Happened

I'm happy to say that Hurricane Earl just spitted on us. Being a seaside community, you can feel the frantic energy when a storm comes up the coast to possible wash us into the ocean or bay. I have to admit people fall into one of two categories. The first is your buying enough water to make a trek across the Sahara on foot. The other is you don't give a shit. I fall into the category 2. I would like to say that I'm realistic which I am, but in this instance I think its just a charmed life feeling.

After a few weeks on hiatus I ventured out to do my beach walk with L. With the coming storm it was interesting to see people working like ants down there to secure everything. After last November's northeaster which did millions of dollars of damage here, waterfront people aren't taking a chance. However there were plenty of asshats there. People playing with their little kids in the surf. One guy was setting up for para-sailing. They'll probably find him in NY later today.

The only good thing about the storm was that no one wanted to come in this morning so I'm home relaxing. I'll go in for the afternoon for a meeting and some patients. I did get to talk to GI Joe some more. He is a nice guy, but we're just two different people and connecting will be rough.

I have to admit the Comic is funny and makes me smile most of the day. I'm packing up to stay at her place tonight. One of the funnier things with her is the huge list of things that turn her on. Actually I would be hard pressed to make a list of turn offs. While most could understand the handcuffs. My scrub top is also a favorite as is my Marvin Gaye CD. I think I'll just close my eyes and randomly grab stuff and see what happens.