Ok folks, just let me clear away the snotty tissue and pieces of lung I’ve managed to hack up and we’ll get to the second part of my blogger meet up story.
So Menomom and I decided to meet Friday for lunch at a local Thai place. Remember Friday when Mr. Fucktard ruined my morning? Yeah that Friday. So it was an UBER important day right? I had to make a good impression on Menomom. How does one do that when they don’t have time to wash their hair in the morning or pick out a blogger-meet appropriate outfit? Oh the pressure.....
We emailed several times during the morning as the actual time wasn’t nailed down. Menomom had to make arrangements for the little one and after a bit of back and forthing via email we decided on 12:30.
I arrive at the restaurant and feel as though I’m going to throw up. I expect to hurl chunks at any moment. Seriously? Seriously? I give presentations in front of crowds of people. I can speak off the cuff to a group at the drop of a hat. I can bullshit like nobody’s business. Dual Mom does not get nervous. I just wanted to run and hide I was so nervous about this meeting. Here’s the thoughts as they ran through my head.
Oh dear, what if she hates me.
Oh crap, what if I drop food on my shirt.
What if we have nothing in common?
What if she smells bad? What IF I smell bad?
What if I say something that pisses her off?
What if she tells the whole blogging world that I’m a big loser with bad hair?
What if she doesn’t like me?
I hang my head with shame at these thoughts. You see, I may appear to have a very fuckyou attitude, but deep down, I, like most people, really do want people to like me. There I’ve said it, it won’t be uttered again.
There was a lady standing in the restaurant when I entered and I smiled timidly her way. She proceeded to scowl at me and throw eye darts my way and I just prayed it wasn’t Menomom. Nope, not her.
As I stood by the door of the restaurant I spotted an SUV pull in the lot. And there she was coming in the door. Huge smile and really large, beautiful, brown eyes; that was my very first impression. I also wondered why she didn’t look as though she wanted to hurl chunks.
We hugged and as we walked up to the counter to place our order she said it. The thing that made the butterlies go away and assured me that this was going to be better than ok. She said, “I feel as though I’m on a blind date”. I laughed. What else could I do, tell her I felt like I was going to throw up all over her? (Yeah,that’s how I felt Deb)
She then asked me if I had the Lose It Bitch scale in my purse. I so wish I had of had the LIB scale in my purse.
She ordered Pepsi with full sugar and proceeded to look at me sideways daring me to say something. I knew she’d probably throat chop me if I said anything. I ordered diet and kept my mouth shut. We spent two hours chatting and laughing. I couldn’t tell you what we chatted about – the blogging world, our own reasons for blogging, kids, weight loss, life.
She has what I like to refer to as a very subtle sense of humour. She’ll say something straight faced that has you pissing your pants laughing. This is totally different from my sense of humour. I tend to beat people over the head with it just to make sure they get the point.
She’s very much like her writing, if that makes any sense at all.
Life is about experiences right? A great life, in my mind, is about the culmination of great moments. It was a great moment meeting up with Deb.
We had a glass of wine together Saturday evening before I rushed off to a work function. I just wanted to sit in her beautiful home on her comfy couch drinking wine for the evening. Drinking wine in the presence of good company is one of life’s finest treats. I did make a mental note never to invite her over to my 1100 square foot home, being that she called her place “small”. (Yeah, pretty sure any home with THREE freaking bathrooms Deb can’t be called small you kook).
And she just sent me an email offering to bring me chicken soup. I think that about says it all, don’t you?
Now go over here and read Deb's take on it!
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