drama drama drama

Ok, so I got my "urgent" work done.

Now for my dramliciousness.

First, good stuff.

Thursday night Baboo and I went to PF Changs. I suppose you either love it or hate it. It’s not super "authentic", so if you’re a PURIST SNOB you’re gonna turn your nose up. Me, on the other hand, I really enjoyed the ambience and atmosphere of the place. The lighting was excellent and I loved the decor. Definitely a place I want to go again!!!

Our waiter was sorta goofy, but that was fine. I got a little flute (and a half) of champagne that was super yummy and we got this meal for 2 for 40 bucks that was really yummy. Egg drop soup (drool!), fried green beans (yummo!), Pepper steak and Ginger Chicken and Broccoli (OMG SO GOOD!!!), and two little dessert shots. I had chocolate cake (and it had this little jewel of raspberry in the middle! yum!) and baboo got Smores. I bet it was about 940 calories like that damn salad I wanted! ha ha…

It was a super delicious dinner. I was very satisfied. Baboo had this little pot of ginger tea that was so good too. I just really enjoy eating food that makes me excited for every bite. I was definitely excited for every bite of that stuff!!!!

Did I mention I’m in love with Ginger? I so am. I want to get another pet just so I can NAME IT Ginger! hahahah.

ANYWAY…

So before dinner we went to Target so I could get some new pants. While walking around Baboo had to confess something to me.

*sigh* dun dun dunnnnnn

He said he was going to a birthday party… for the girl from the pictures.

I instantly saw red. I just don’t like that woman. I don’t care if she’s completely innocent of everything and nice and super wonderful, I don’t think I’ll ever like her. So yeah, that was not good news.

So I asked him when was the party? OH FRIDAY! (which at the time was TOMORROW)

And then he had the silly nerve to say "Do you want to come?"

And I looked at him like he was a moron because he KNOWS I CAN’T CUZ I HAVE MY KIDS and once again he didn’t give me a chance to even TRY to. Though I wouldnt’ have wanted to cuz I’d have looked at her cross eyed and not had a good time.

Anyway, he said he knew about it for at least a week and just wanted to tell me in person. And he forgot the THREE DAYS HE WAS AT MY HOUSE.

right.

I was a bit upset and I railed about it all through dinner. I told him he could go to whatever parties he wanted if he wore a t shirt that said "I love my girlfriend" (we saw some chick wearing one about her boyfriend, which I thought was hilarious)… but anyway, he was going to an art show with his "homies" beforehand and they would probably go with him and MIGHT keep him out of trouble.

Anyway, I got over being upset, whatever, I’ll punch the bitch in her dumb face if I need to (and he knows it) so I got over it. I knew I’d have my kids and be doing my hair and not really worrying about what he did.

So he texts me on Friday around 9 saying he wasn’t going to the party.

I was like "ok, well have fun with your boys" and went back to my hair.

It was around 2 in the morning (and yes I was still doing my hair, ha ha) and he calls me nice and drunk as usual.

and he says he went to the party.

*blink*

oh good god! Are you serious?! ugh!

So I asked him if it was fun and he said "not as fun as it could be"

and I was like "why,cuz you have a girlfriend and couldn’t go touching peoples boobs?"

and he was like "YES!"

jerk.

So I wanted to jump up his ass and rip a new one on the other side, but I decided better of it. I said "Ya know, never mind"

It just wasn’t worth it.

and he proceeds to call me, and I quote, "fucking bitch."

*SCREEEEEEEEEEE* (those were brakes)

OH HELL NO.

I hung up on him immediately and ignored his next three calls. I calmed down and picked up the 4th one about half an hour later.

He was like "I called you what?"

*sigh*

So I told him he was being a big jerk and he needed to go sleep it off because he was being mean.

He kept saying he wished he was single so he could do what he wanted.

And then he proceeded to start to CRY and tell me he just couldn’t do it anymore. He couldn’t protect me anymore.

And he wanted to break up with me.

At this time it was after 3 am, I knew he was drunk off his ass, and I was tired.

I told him to go to sleep and we’d talk when he was sober.

I was so sad.

I thought we were gonna break up for sure.

He kept saying it over and over anyway and I don’t know.

The name calling and all that just had me over the edge. He can be disrepsectful but NEVER that bad. I swear I was totally shocked.

I spent most of Saturday doing my hair and spending time with my kids (we played a lot of games, i’ll write about later) and when he called me around 9 or 10 in the morning I was very leary of him. I was hurt and confused and sad.

and he didn’t remember any of it.

*sigh*

So how am I supposed to hold that against him? But we needed to have a talk about how much he drinks and how it effects me and he always seems to understand. I dunno.

Things must change. it’s getting into this cycle of abusive type shit that I won’t tolerate. It’s all verbal and mental and he probably doesn’t think of it that way seriously, but it sort of is and he’s better than that and I know I’m better than that!!!!

but he did recognize his faults and when I called him in a panic upset on Saturday night he came over and was super sweet and nice. I fell asleep hearing his heartbeating with my head on my chest and it was exactly what I needed.

We had a moment on Sunday when we were watching tv and I was resting with my head on his chest again and he was just lightly brushing my arm and my neck and he NEVER does sweet things like that and it made me want to cry because it was so tender and sweet.

and I know he doesn’t really want to be a dick, but when he drinks, dick comes out and it’s not nice. So that has to change. I don’t want to go to Vegas and fight with him or have a sloppy stupid time. And I don’t want our relationship to be riddled with stupid situations like this.

So hopefully we’ll come to an agreement. He just needs to learn how to drink to have fun, not drink until he’s oblivious and stupid and abrasive!

bah!

 

so that’s that.

I’ll be back later (ha ha, more of me!!!) to write about the rest of things.

I was thinking of making this a "friends" entry.

but whatever.

WHATEVER!!!

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