Monday the 27th of December,....
He made it. That was it for another year. He could let the future begin now.
Well sort of, let me Explain,.......
Xmas was a little boring to say the least. He went to the parents on Christmas Day to do the dutifull visiting.
He had lunch, washed the pots, took their dog for a walk, then when they fell asleep during the "Kweens" speach, made his excuses and made his escape back to the comfort of his own home.
Prior to that, it had taken him 4 hours to get through to the Junior to wish him a Merry Christmas and to talk to the Junior on the one day of the year when Seniors (well this one anyway) want to be with their Juniors.
But unfortunatly as always, the Wicked Witch of the East couldn't bear to go all the way with the Good Will to "ALL" men thing, and appeared to do her damdest to prevent the person (him) she'd previously spent 15 years with talking to "their" son.
Now do you see why he goes all Grinchy and Satany at this time of year ? It really is a case of his heart not yet having recovered from being quashed to two sizes smaller by events from the past.
To add insult to injury, the new "Friend" he'd been getting aquainted with over the last couple of weeks had also mysteriously disapeered from the face of the Earth.
She hadn't turned up at the Disko-tek on Christmas Eve as they had previously arranged the day before and she hadn't responded to any of his calls or txt messages, thus resulting in him not getting to meet with her on Christmas Night either.
This made the whole festive time a little more boring and lonelier than had been expected.
Boxing day was far more interesting. Christmas Day part Two really, the Return Of The Junior-i.
They played and played, and played and played.
Fifa 2005 Soccer for the PSII. Kerr-plunk, Fustration, Cat in the Hat-opoly ( well worth the extortionate shipping from the good old U.S of A. ! ) Endless rounds of Pokemon card games whilst Garfield, Thunderbirds and Shrek II dvds played on the t.v. in the background.
Of course they had all the usual Chocolate, Chocolate and Chocolate for good meassure, but hey you know, he didn't portray the Grinchy-wag act all the time !
Then today started to go all a little strange and weirdy.
It started by taking the Junior back to the Wicked Witch of the East after twenty four hours of non stop fun.
Ok so they were a little all played out etc etc, but they'd revived themselves with Bacon Butties in the morn, they'd had one Helluva time and they didn't want to go home when the time came.
Sweet i know, but more importantly and from a total selfish point of view, it reassured him hugely that they do have a great relationship and that the Junior does want, need and like his company.
Total Brainwashing by the X has so far not been achieved.
He then though he'd brave the Christmas Sales. Rather an ill chosen decision as it turned out.
He saw the shirt he'd bought to wear at the Disko-tek on Christmas Eve for half the price he'd paid for it. The more than helpful sales assisstant had assured him it wouldn't be reduced too.
As it happened he did manage to purchase a couple of other items before accepting discretion was to be the better part of valour and beating a hasty retreat.
He was getting rather tediously bored of standing behind Sunday shoppers chosing to walk at an alarmingly slow Snails pace and of others just blatantly blocking the flow of his natural movement by being downright "fcuk"in awkward.
He then got two unexpected txt messages on his mobile- fone.
The first txt was from the "new friend" that he'd becoming aquainted with over the previous weeks, the one whom he'd thought had disapeered off the face of the earth as mentioned prior.
In reading the txt it became apparent that she had not been ignoring him at all, but that rather unfortunatly she'd had to be admitted into the local hospital during the early hours of Christmas Day. This followed on from her experience of having not felt at all well whilst preparing herself to venture to the Disko-tek on the Eve of Christmas.
Even more unfortunatly, that at that moment in time, she was still detained in hospital and she wanted to apologise to him for her lack of communication over the previous days.
Confused and concerned, he replied to her txt straightaway, but as yet, further information as to her well being had been unforthcoming. Unsuprisingly really considering the circumsatnces.
So as to her illness, what actually occured, which of the local hospital's she's in, the seriousness of the matter is all a little cloudy and unknown.
Furthermore, as its still going through that all new "aquaintance" stage, his knowledge of her is limited, as is his knowledge of her family and friends or in whom to contact to try and ascertain more. It's all a rather sad and sorry case of feeling useless whilst playing the age old game of hurry up and wait.
The 2nd txt was just as strange.
An old friend he'd not seen or heard from for several years was sending word via a mutual friend of both.
The txt stated that she was on her way up to Hull at that very moment and that she was requesting his presence for drinks at the local hotel she would be staying in, at 7.00pm tonight.
Curisor and curisor he replied stating he would be most happy to oblige and attend, but in trying to discover the reasons behind her request, he failed most miserably as she was most unwilling to elaborate or divulge prior to their engagement.
Times getting on, he'd better go make himself look presentable
On a seperate note it is nice to see Cap'n Bryn make an appearance and be back around these parts, even if it is only for briefly.
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i could have told you (without knowing you and your situation all that well) that he not only wants but still needs you around. every young lad needs their dad...especially if they have a bitch for a mum!
i too braved the streets of consumerism the day after Xmas...so NOT a good idea. i almost punched out some "lady" for being extremely rude to the bedraggled and over-worked shop attendant. not cool.
anyway...hope you have a LOVELY evening (wink wink nudge nudge knowhatahmean knowhatahmean) and i'll email you soon, dear!
aren't any outside influences and they tend to backfire if the
washer isn't very good. If all he hears from your ex is bitching and all he has with you is fun then who do you think he's gonna want to be around??? I'd take a kick to the groin any day over a bitter person.
Beware of mysterious last minute illnesses, unless there
is proof that is. I recommend a hospital bracelet or yellowish spots where anticeptic was put on to draw blood. Just because your paranoid doesn't mean they aren't screwing with you