I was back up at 2am this morning, and the whole upset started playing over in my mind. Thank goodness (or whatever) for internet porn, which finally stopped the loop and allowed me to go back to sleep. But when the alarm went off this morning I was bleary with sleepiness.
I guess it was good to think about trying to follow Christ's example and all, but I didn't do a very good job of it today. I did say good morning to her when I came in this morning, but I didn't say anything else to her the rest of the day. I am kind of surprised at how much this has affected me. I did the post about yesterday's situation, and posted a link to the blog, which I never do. I had tremendous response, and not one single troll, which was nice. But I just couldn't think of anything to say to this woman, who I have considered a friend, if a casual one.
Since I had month end to work on, I just kept my head in my computer today. But by the end of the day, I was pretty disappointed with the execution of what had been sounding like the right thing to do in my own head.
I was looking forward to tonight. It was Miss Kat's birthday yesterday, and it was Lori's birthday today, so we were all meeting at Longhorn for supper. We went there for Dana's birthday, and they have super cocktails, which was a big draw. I went over to Rhonda's to pick her up, and took her the pictures. As I was changing, we discussed the CFA situation. She had read the blog post about it, and was up to speed. As usual, bless her, Rhonda told me I was being too hard on myself and was very supportive. We talked it through because we wouldn't be able to talk about it at dinner. Some of our friends are conservatives/Republicans.
We were at the restaurant before anyone else, surprisingly, but Miss Kat and Dana arrived shortly, and we went to the bar for the cocktails to begin. When we were outside smoking, it came out that Dana and Helen actually had a go 'round over the CFA situation too, which was interesting. The one thing about this whole episode is that it had changed this from a niche issue to an issue in the public sphere. He really does work in mysterious ways.
But we were able to put the issue down and get drinks, which was frankly a relief.
Dinner went well, although it took them quite a while to get us a table (we were nine, and the place was full). Service was slow too, but it was good to see everyone, and we were enjoying each other's company. I understand that restaurants have become the new entertaining venues (people just don't have people in anymore, which makes me wonder who is buying all those service pieces at Ross... but I digress), but there are notable drawbacks to that. You're crowded in there, and even at a table, you're pretty much limited to talking just to the people immediately around you. Plus the seats are usually pretty uncomfortable.
We were at the restaurant for three and a half hours. Oy. By the time the meal was over, I had some serious fanny fatigue going on. But the Caesar salad was excellent. I ordered my salmon too rare, but I'd rather have it under than over-done. I had been ravenous (that pasta primavera was tasty, but not terrifically filling), but by the end of the meal I was stuffed. And absolutely worn out. The combination of the lack of sleep, the emotional toll of the day (and part of the night), plus the cocktail and the three plus hours stint at the restaurant had just done me in. RBL offered to take Rhonda home for me (they live near her) and I thankfully agreed. I headed home through the highway construction, did my chores, and gratefully crawled into bed.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
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2 comments:
Steve I just wanted to let you know that my life is enriched in knowing you...at least in the way that Facebook and your Blog have allowed. Thank you for being you....an intelligent and loving gay man at a time when intelligence and kindness seem often too far from action and reaction. Hugs to you my friend!
What a sweet thing to say. Thank you so much Phil :)
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