Yay! It was a good night! I forgot we were going to a business dinner at a very nice restaurant. It was for my husband’s work. These were mostly management type. I was worried because the kids have been sick and I didn’t think that would do them any good, so I was actually planning on staying home with them. However, when I got home, Mike had arranged for the grandparents to watch them. What a nice surprise.
I was still having anxiety from the pyscho babble I told myself.
Kids were gone and I was getting ready for the dinner. Mike came home and was surprisingly light-hearted and gentle. My anxiety dissipated. He put on some music videos on his computer and turned it up pretty loud so I could hear it from across the house. It was music that I told him that I liked. Muse. Leave it to Twilight to get me started on them.
We had a fun time laughing at one of the videos which had corny acting. Which one was it? Knights of Cydonia. I liked Hysteria too although it was dark and twisted.
Time to go and we’re in the car making our way there. We had a good talk. It started off about me wanting to meet an old time family friend that lives in Vegas that I haven’t seen since I was a child. Then the conversation turned towards the good and bad of Facebook. I mentioned stalkers. My friend had a stalker. It was creepy because we work with the guy. It was an easy-going conversation. Before I know it, Mike is telling me his experience with an ex-girlfriend and I was doing the same. We understood each other and didn’t judge. Yay! I’m so happy!
We can be adults. We can have a conversation other than “what do you want for dinner?” or “can you pick up the kids?”.
Maybe everything isn’t as bad as it seemed. I don’t want to put a but in here…but…why is it we have to be alone without the kids in order for this to happen?
I have a real hard time with holding grudges. I need to learn to let things go. We all say things that aren’t nice and we all regret it. If only I can be reassured that Mike doesn’t regret me like he said he didn’t regret the kids.
I don’t know who’s out there praying for me, but thank you very much! Thank you God for a wonderful evening. We even held each other’s hand, snuggled, and kissed at the table. That was absolutely lovely!
It was a great time. Good company. Funny, as I was sitting there, I was looking around the table and I wanted to write about everyone’s character and some funny things that happened too.
One guy, Dave, was not well liked but he was tolerated. He tends to talk only about himself and the great things he’s done. Somehow or another he’s managed to get up in the food chain and quite a few people don’t believe he belongs there.
The dinner was paid for by a manager from a valve company that’s supporting the outage with contract workers. You may have heard of Crane? This gentlemen’s name was Jeff, very decent professional man.
Unfortunately, Dave sat next to Jeff and talked his ear off. I could see Jeff’s eyes glaze over. Too funny.
A couple of other men were from Crane and were sitting on the other side of Jeff. They’re southerners from Texas and Georgia. They were pretty quiet most of the time. Probably having internal pain listening to us talk nonsense.
Mike was next to one of them, and then me. Next to me was a guy who was dating the administrative assistant. I forget his name? He was comical. He immediately declared that he was unemployed. Trying to make points, I wonder? Whenever he talked he always put “like…” in front of his sentences. Like, I don’t know, you know? He was much younger but I’m not sure by how much. He did say he finished college. I’ll just call him John. He kind of reminded me of a Brit even though I never met one. He kept his chin down when he talked and his cheeks were long and round. He didn’t have an accent though he did say that he spent half his life in England.
His girlfriend was very glamorous like she stepped out of a magazine. Her name was Kristine. She seemed quiet but she interacted enough. I couldn’t see the attraction between these young pups. She seemed out of his league. Wouldn’t have guessed it but it turns out that John was a son of an important guy in Energy Solutions. So that’s why! Ooohhh!
Next to Kristine was Angel. This guy is a HOOT! He’s my husband’s boss and he’s way up there in management and young too. 35. And so hilarious! Always making cracks. We could rely on him for a good time whenever and where ever we went. Heeee’s a talker! Man, he’s got stories. “Like” how he used to get paid by his drinking buddies to be the Runner.
When they had house parties they wouldn’t answer the door when the cops came because they knew they couldn’t just barge in without reason. When Angel would open the door he would say “hi” to the cops and then take off running. The cops would chase him and the buddies would escape. Supposedly the cops never caught him. Angel always says “that’s how I roll, baby.” What a hoot!
Angel’s wife was pretty cool. Her name was Christina. She would roll her eyes at her husband in jest. She would set him straight on some thing or another.
Somebody brought up the subject of eating different meats like dog or horse. That made me think of the surprise taco meat in Tijuana. Christina joked about a time when she was pregnant and almost made her husband take her there to get one because they were the best. I said, “You just have to shew the flies away, but it’s all good. Good thing you didn’t go there because you could’ve had your baby in Tijuana” (granted, I am joking. YUK! Of course that stuff only tastes good when you’re drunk! I shudder to think what it might’ve been that I ate that day. J ). Christina mentioned how you can never go to Tijuana without buying a lot of stuff. I said “and chicklets too”. (those dear doe-eyed children peddling gum at the border. Come on you guys…you know they scam, don’t you?)
We’re sitting around waiting for our meals and John excuses himself from the table for a bit. They bring the entrees and the waiter asks if anyone wants steak sauce. Everyone, I mean, everyone says “if we need steak sauce then you need to take the steak back to the kitchen”. Mind you, this was a very nice place.
John sits down and you guessed it! Asks for steak sauce! I had a really hard time holding back the laughter. This from a guy who doesn’t like Guiness out of a can. Haha.