Thanksgiving and my adventure

Once again it's that time of year again and I got to partake in the cooking goodness that my sister always brings. I go every year to her house and stay for at the very least a couple of days. I get to see my nephew, niece, brother in-law and the rest of the gang. It's a good time of year for me because I get to take a break from work and I get to relax with those I love. This year is a little different, in that I got to hook up with an old high school buddy of mine that I found on FB. Sweatpea and I went out to have a few drinks and shoot the shit for about 6 1/2 to 7 hours. In that time I didn't have one smoke. The time passed so fast. . . too fast. I could have stayed there for days talking to her. She was just as cool and attractive as I remembered. I was a little nervous at first because I didn't want to say the wrong things or make a fool of myself. (These are things that I think about yes). But after we started talking I just fell into the conversation and it flowed like the river. It did my soul good to see her again and to talk to someone who can relate to where I am in my life and where I came from. I really can't put it into words but it was just a refreshing feeling. Like taking a breath of clean air after being confined in a world full of smog.

While we were out having our drinks and conversations, my mom called twice! She has a tendency to do that. I know she's lonely ever since my dad passed away but she did this before he left this earth. I feel bad for my sister in that she has to deal with it 7-9 times every day!. :( I know she's my mother but damn! Anyway, I didn't answer the phone because Sweetpea was more important to me. Not that my mother isn't important but I wanted to enjoy this evening.

After we decided it was getting kind of late and we should probably call it an evening (which I didn't want to but had little choice in the matter. It was either call it then or get a hotel room and I don't think I'd want to see her face if I asked her to come up to my hotel room. lol I probably would be bent over in pain and grabbing my crotch.) I gave her a hug (which felt really good but I didn't want to get too close because I know she doesn't care for smokers) and we told each other to have a good thanksgiving. If I had to go back home right then and there I would have said I had a good thanksgiving weekend. I went out to my car and called my mom, smoked a cigarette and then realized I hadn't had one for almost 7 hours! But like I said, I didn't even notice that so much time had passed.

I went back to my sisters and apologised for staying out so late. My sister just gave me that "you're a dumbass" look and said, "We aren't your keepers, you were having fun with your friend and we will be here. Just text me and let me know when you are planning on coming back." I love my sister, she's my best friend and we can make each other laugh even if we are having a bad day. Although she swears she will never call me on the phone if she has another child. I made her laugh through contractions. Yeah, I'm kinda corny that way and I love to make people laugh, even if it's at the expense of embarrassing myself. If you can't laugh at yourself. . . . yeah I know, others will still laugh at you.

The next day I did my normal morning routine and then headed over to my moms to help her out with some computer issues she thought she was having. I don't mind helping her out but she just doesn't understand certain things and it's almost harder to explain them to her than just to do it and tell her that it was just a setting that I had to fix. So after having done my due diligence at my moms house I went over to the gun shop to visit one of my families oldest friends. I'll refer to him as Putz in this blog. My father and him have known each other for 62 years and it was good to see him again. He hasn't changed much, he still gives me a hard time when I walk into his shop. This I expect from him and it's a welcoming feeling. He gives everyone a hard time but does it in a joking manor. We talked for a bit and he told me a few stories about my old man and him. I laughed quite a bit. It was very nice to see him again. I plan on visiting him again around X-Mas time.

When the thanksgiving dinner was underway and we all sat down at the table, my niece wanted us to go around and say what we were thankful for. I thought this was fitting, especially for this year since I have lately a few things to be very thankful for. When it came to my turn, I gave thanks for good friends and good family. You know who you are and I am thankful for you. I don't know if I'm thankful for the situation I created for myself (being single) but I know I did the right thing for the right reasons.

As for the being single thing, it felt strange this year not to call my now ex-girlfriend and see how her day went. It was a usual thing that I did when I came down to Oregon for the holidays. Since we broke up, I have noticed a lot of things that I kind of miss about her, even the things that were annoying. I haven't spoken to her in 6 weeks. She and I wanted to remain friends after the breakup. But after I found out that she met someone a month after we broke up and then 5 weeks later got engaged to him. . . . that actually hurt me that she was able to get over me so quickly. We were together for 5 years. We both decided that I would contact her when I was ready. It's been 6 weeks now and I haven't talked to her yet. I wanted to but every time I think about doing it, I remind myself that I'm not ready yet. We have been broken up for 5 months now. I'm thankful she's happy but at the same time hurt because of the situation. I won't go into it here but let's just say. . . I'm not ready to be friends with her yet.