So embarassed!
Ok today we decided to use our Zehnder’s birthday club cards to get our free meals. 100 miles isn’t too terribly far to get a free meal I suppose, even though the food still isn’t my “favorite”. KFC has better chicken!
Anyway, so we sit down and Andrew is being bad right off the bat by screaming and crying over the fact that he got sat in a high chair as opposed to sitting in a seat like his brother. After a while we managed to get him calmed down. At this point I was already getting the looks from nasty women across the dining room.
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So anyway, they bring the “appetizers” which consists of breads, cranberry sauce, cottage cheese, garlic toast with cheese, and noodle soup. I don’t know what I was thinking but I ate some bread first, and then started on my soup. A few bites in I sit there and I get this horrible feeling like food is stuck in me. This doesn’t happen too terribly often anymore. I sat there hoping it would pass because the bathroom is so darn far away I didn’t think I would make it. I made a BAD choice did I! I reached for my napkin and instantly I upped my slime into a cloth napking. Keeping in mind that cloth napkins have NO absorbency, all this nasty slimy substance ran down the front of my shirt. As i’m bent over in my napkin I look around to notice this 12 year old-ish girl staring at me and i’m doing nothing but staring back because she is the only one looking. I look at Beth and i’m like, “come with me now”. So I stood up in the middle of the dining room, clutching my napkin to my shirt hoping that the oozing matter wouldn’t run down me. I went to the reception area and I was like, “I need a bathroom now, your closest one really fast” and they led me to it. I get to the bathroom and there was a freakin LINE for the bathroom. I stood there panicking because i’m just holding a napkin to my chest keeping it in. Finally this nice woman told me to just go in there and announce my emergency and someone would let me in. I did and someone let use a stall. I got in the stall and removed the napkin and it was like I had been attacked by Slimer from ghostbusters!! Oh it was gross. I cleaned it off as best as I could and returned to my table where I had to put my coat on because the front of my shirt was ruined! Believe me, I finished my dinner carefully.
So we got home at about 7:00p.m. after taking a short trip to Bronners afterwards to pick up our yearly ornaments. I am so humiliated!! Anyway, it was horribly crowded up there and there were hundreds of people waiting to eat. We waited at least an hour before we could get in. I could not figure out why it was so crowded today. I tried to justify it by saying it could just be that Christmas isn’t that far away, although I had never seen it this insane. Right before we got home Beth pointed out to me that it was Sweetest Day! It never even occurred to me! Ah well…. Matt didn’t know either so it doesn’t matter!
My dad is home from the hospital… the released him very prematurely I think. They let him go only when he was stable. He tried to get out a few times and they had to put him in restraints. The night before he was discharged Paul was telling me he had a bed sitter, so just because of that you knew it was too early. I think he needed more help and more therapy before going home. I haven’t seen or heard from him since being home… I kinda figured he’d drop me an email since he has already sent Paul some emails. I will send him one tomorrow probably though. I would like to think that this has changed him from his self-abusive ways but who knows. I think that if he just goes back home and sits in front of the computer all day what else does he have to do but bad things. When you lead such a boring life there is not much for you to do. There are two things that would make me happy and more than willing to be involved with him. 1) Stop doing all the bad things you shouldn’t do. I know that’s easier said than done, but if he would just try, it would be worth it. 2)Stop pretending to be a know-it-all and to stop having to be “right” all the time. All our lives he has taught us that everything he says is right and whatever opinions we have are always wrong. We were told by him that the only way we are here is because we turned into humans from monkeys. I took an evolution course, i’m open to all options but I will not be told his insane theories and made to believe them. That is what happened that made me stop talking to him. The fact that I wanted to surprise everyone with my pregnancy from Andrew at 12 weeks (3 months) was too much for him. I’m supersticious so I don’t want to tell anyone about it until it’s safe, being I was having a few problems already. He couldn’t accept it and proceeded to tell me how wrong I was and how illogical it was for me, and how no women do that. He obviously doens’t know women because many women wait to tell people. When I cried to him and tried to tell him why I did it he just laughed at me and told me how stupid I was. Then there was the time before then when he publically humiliated me at a restaurant by calling me names and other things because I disagreed with him on something. He can’t ever talk like an adult he always has to act childish about things. If he could just act like a man sometimes and act like a real father it would make me want to be around more.
Sorry I didn’t want to get into that but when I start thinking about things and talking about them it makes me think even deeper about why things are the way they are. It’s not want people want to hear right now becuase my dad is still sick but I can’t help it much.
