Just Off Center

I’m such a bitch. I’ve been moping around all day like some lonely kitty cat waiting to be pet. I’m not exactly sure how or why, but I am definitely having an emotional boy day. This sucks. This can’t possibly be what it feels like to be a girl every day, can it? I’d kill myself.

This was such a fantastic weekend. Friday, I got to my telemarketing job only to find out that because of a high number of rep call-ins I wasn’t necessary. Sweet! So I drove home, surprised my wife and got started on my weekend. I can’t remember what happened Friday evening, but I know it ended in me getting some, so it doesn’t really matter.

Saturday, I decided to treat Nina to a Wifey Appreciation Day. She’d had a rough week with her own emotions and stuff. I’d say more, but it’s not for me to talk about. I took her out to a mall we used to go to a lot when we lived in Mesa. I dropped her off at the Clinique counter where “Liz” was expecting her for her makeover. Did you know that makeovers are fucking free? How awesome is that? So I told her to enjoy it and set aside whatever makeup she liked. I can’t remember what she decided on but I think it was some skin base, a lip prep, and ummmm… fuck it, more make up.

After she got herself all prettied up, I walked her to the Victoria’s Secret. I knew that they were having their Semi-annual sale so I decided to get her a good bra and one for daily wear. Apparently, her “every day” bra had broken. But she was still wearing it. Oh no, not in my house! She ended up getting two nice bras and I got them at 20% off. You’d better hurry before the sale ends. She also got a pair of panties, but she accidentally grabbed a size too small. Oh well, they were only $2.99. We’ll just call them motivation panties.

After Victoria’s Secret, I took her to her favorite perfume store, where the big cheesy Frenchman she’s mentioned in her blog doted on us with fragrance after fragrance. It seems he could tell what we liked by watching our faces. Our personal preferences had little to do with it. He just kept handing us strips and having us smell them. After 20 minutes or so he was able to narrow each of us down to five or six bottles. Then we chose and walked out with all kinds of cool shit, because she’s one of his best customers.

So we were done with the mall and it was approaching 3:00 PM. So we headed out in the parking lot where there was a TGI Friday’s for appetizers and cocktails. I had a couple beers and snacks. Nina had a vodka cranberry with potstickers. Yummmmm… She seemed pleased with the day. Afterward we drove home and hung out until the block party that night. Then we spent the rest of the evening in the company of our neighbor’s Buffy and Derreck. Nina got smashed and fun was had by all.

Sunday, Nina was hung over, but I was doing smashingly well. I went with Buffy to the grocery store for some stuff to make Reuben sandwiches. After lunch we all went to Buffy’s out of town brother’s house to hang by the pool. We had a great time just fucking maxin’ and relaxin’ in the salt-treated pool. Then Nina and I went out for dinner at her favorite salad restaurant.

Once we got home it was all about getting ready for the week. I ironed. Nina washed and dried laundry. We got to bed at a decent hour and I stayed up later than I should have watching Raising Arizona.

So now here I am at work feeling like a fucking lost puppy. Everyone give me a great big “awwww”. I need one. A friend of mine called me a bitch and told me to stop being such a big pussy. Fair enough. But I’m sitting here looking at the online picture of my girl and I’m fucking touching the monitor like I could almost feel her cheek. I’m staring into her eyes, saying, “I miss you”. And her eyes are looking right back at me saying, “I miss you too.” Excuse me.

BLEEEEECH!! HORK!! GAHBLEEEECH!!!

Jesus, there’s gotta be some work I can do to keep my mind occupied. Plus I’ve been listening to Coldplay all fucking day. That’s not helping. Why don’t I just put on some Counting Crows and have a good cry. Cripes.

# posted by Mike @ 1:42 PM