Progress... I Think

So yesterday was interesting, and I bet you anything today will be too.

First off, no jury duty today! Two down, three to go.

After a midday nap with the hubby, we went and did some grocery shopping, nothing out of the ordinary, just the normal stuff. We settled in with plans of french toast, video games and vodka and then received a call. It was Tall's best friend. Him and his girlfriend, as well as Tall and Sassy, wanted us to hang out and party with them.

Tall and Sassy were supposed to come over, so we took this call as them having made other plans and blowing us off again, wouldn't you? We told them we already started drinking and we weren't about to drive anywhere. Tall's buddy said they would come pick us up. I don't know about you, but when you are hanging out somewhere you would really rather not, isn't it nice to not have to rely on someone to give you a ride home to get your ass out of there? Plus, I'm not sure how comfortable I am driving around with a guy who has a big target on his forehead, not only does a local cop seem to have it out for Tall's buddy, but the guy likes to drive around with a bong in his car. (This is what I meant about being smart enough to not get caught.)

So off they went, with an inkling of intension to watch a movie or something, who knows. I made the hubby and I another drink. The hubby and I talked it over, the whole situation. I've been more emotional then normal lately so of course my side of the conversation was littered with tears. What it all breaks down to, is that it sucks. My hubby says it's not worth trying to confront Tall, about anything. It's a vicious circle apparently. He said if I could try to let it go, maybe they could. I told him I would try if they'd give me a chance. I didn't ask if Tall's buddy invited just the hubby or both of us, but I did ask the hubby if that was a wrong question to ask. He said yes, that question is just me trying to make it worse, like I am waiting for them to tell me that they don't like me and it's all my fault. I said that it already feels like they have said it, I'm just trying to prove whether or not it's true. I guess it is a little like poking a bear with a stick.

My hubby texted Tall, I think mainly to appease me, and asked him what happened to them coming over. To our complete surprise, Tall's answer was that they still were, they were just eating at the moment. The hubby and I exchanged looks. We had totally assumed that we had been ditched again. I made another drink for us, I was still sniffling, I needed liquid confidence.

The knock came sooner then I expected, and there were more people on the other side of the door then expected. Tall and Sassy and brought the buddy and his girlfriend. No problem, they are cool, typically only call us when they can't find weed anywhere else, but whatever. Our living room was at full capacity, go figure there'd be another knock. One of the neighbors showed up, puppy in tow. God that thing has a lot of energy, you should have seen the cats run from it.

I tried to not be preoccupied with all the bullshit. I tried to be nice and social without anything underneath. They liked our tattoos, they loved my cookies. Tall's buddy brought his new bong (not very impressive compared to our arsenal, ha!) and loaded a couple bowls. If Tall and Sassy smoked at all, it was only on the first pass around. Grr. Again with the dealers that don't smoke. I had to say something, but I really tried to keep it to light teasing instead of annoying nagging. I asked Tall why he wasn't smoking, he said he didn't want to. I asked him if he knew it was weird for a dealer to not smoke, like the last time he brought us some, he wouldn't smoke any. Ooo, hey, my dealer won't smoke it, what's wrong with it? His buddy backed me up, everyone laughed. Tall missed the point, he asked if there was anything wrong with it. Sooner or later I am going to smack that boy upside the head. Honestly I think Tall would like to avoid the topic because Sassy just doesn't want him to smoke unless she wants to, (I wouldn't be surprised if this applied to every aspect of his life, heh.)

Everyone was here for a couple hours. We watched Family Guy and C.S.I. Miami and a few other things in the course of the hubby's channel surfing. Everyone talked constantly, multiple conversations at once. I think everything went well. The hubby and I kept drinking, we were the only ones besides the neighbor who kept snagging beers from our fridge. I think it helped. I wasn't spinning, but since I hadn't had anything to eat since my morning frosted flakes I was delightfully tipsy, aiding in the chattiness that the situation called for.

After everyone left, I asked the hubby if I did good. He said I did.

We never got around to that french toast. A microwave french bread pizza later and we were in bed.

Today, wow soon actually, the hubby and I are going out to eat with his mom and step-dad. We are going to a German restaurant that the hubby kind of wants to check out in the prospects of maybe applying there when it comes time to finally reevaluate his current employment. I'm a little worried about what I could actually find on the menu for me, that should be an adventure.

Later this evening, my mom and her boyfriend want to take us out to eat too. We haven't picked a place yet, but I think we will end up going to a new pasta place which should be nice. I can't help but wonder why my mom wants to take us out though, there is typically a reason or ulterior motive behind it. I haven't figured this one out yet, or even whether or not there is anything to figure out. I can admit to being paranoid when my mom is concerned. Either way I am sure I will have some stuff to post here about it later.

So far this week hasn't been horrible, it would be nice if it stayed that way, or even got a little better. Like hope on a new apartment? That would be nice. Win the lottery? Oh wait, you have to buy a ticket to win. Oh well, shattered my dreams on that one, didn't I. And just as I write it, the hubby says it, we should probably be taking showers soon. I guess the day is finally beginning then, eh?