Archive for February, 2010

21st February
2010
written by hannah

predictably so, YES, the car show was kind of an arranged meetup.  Except this time he had a friend of his with him so we didn’t exactly hang out.  We texted back and forth.  While walking around the same event, silly I know.  We eventually met up when we were done and walked out together.

Here’s why I’m crazy:  We talked a little, he and his friend said hi to my son.  We walked a little…  When we finally said goodbye there was a look.  I am NOT imagining it.  A look and a linger, and there is no way I imagined this.

So you see this is how it works with us:  I’m ready to be totally over it.  And then something happens – we go snowboarding; we stay up talking online until 3AM; we share one too many inside jokes.  And I forget that I was done with him and the giddy feeling that comes up from deep inside my belly returns, and the flushing in my cheeks, and the smile.  I’m not complaining though, it’s kind of fun to not be in control.

21st February
2010
written by hannah

Ann is bored at work so I’m updating in an effort to help her get through the day.  Because I am a good friend.

So two weeks ago theCrush and I and my son went to a boat show.  It just worked out that way, it wasn’t like a planned date or anything.  We had fun and he was awesome even when the kid got grouchy at the end of the day.  The highlight of the nondate was when one of the salesguys tried to sell theCrush a boat.  For him.  And his family.  LOL.  We both ignored it and never spoke of it again.

Last weekend he met someone.  Someone who is not me.  And I spent a couple of days going insane this week thinking about what was going to happen with the girl.  And then I got over it.  I decided that if he wants to date her lame ass, he can go right ahead.  She can’t be anywhere near as cool as I am.  And he’s a moron for even considering her.

And now I am running out the door to go to the World of Wheels.

15th February
2010
written by hannah

You will never find another me.

6th February
2010
written by hannah

Property management guy who just knocked on my door to tell me that I left the keys in the door:  Adorable.