Here we are on another lockdown Sunday. At least it’s raining this afternoon so the imprisonment is a little easier to take. Anyway, here’s what’s been going down since my last update.
Jim and I had talked about him bringing another gal along on the hike to do an informal introduction. Alas, she was a no show. He told me later the girl in question is Anne’s niece and she nixed the meeting. I was a little offended by that frankly seeing as how I’m quite the catch and all. Anne told me later it was because she is friends with my ex and it made her uncomfortable introducing me to her niece. Whatever.
Besides, there’s always Jessa, right? Well, not so fast. She’s not here with me today. I can cut her some slack on that because of the lockdown. But things might have gotten off track somehow last night. I drank my share of beers at the gathering then Jim, Anne, and I took a Jeepney back to Barretto and popped into “Goman’s” for a few more. While there I got a message from Jessa asking if she and a friend could join us. I told her sure, come on out.
I was feeling no pain by the time she arrived but it seemed to go alright. We had us some pretty tasty quesadillas and what seemed to be a nice chat. We left just before curfew and went to our respective residences. And I’ve not heard from her at all today. Well, except for some cryptic message asking whether I’ve talked to ex recently. That struck me as a bit of a red flag.
Today makes four weeks since the breakup and that’s the longest I’ve gone without taking her back on some pretext or another. Honestly, I think I’m ready to just move on and put it all behind me, despite the two years I invested in her. But what I don’t need is bullshit from Jessa questioning me about that status. After all, she actually has a boyfriend and is “dating’ me as a placeholder until she breaks up with him. Or not. Anyway, more and more I’m thinking I’m better off alone. Yeah, I talk a good game I know. Let’s wait and see what happens.
Speaking of anniversaries, today marks two years since Buddy came to live with me.
And as you regular readers may recall, he ran away the next day. We found him again a couple of days later and he’s been glad to call my place home ever since. He’s a good boy!
So, as a couple of my commenters pointed out those steaks I bought to grill for Jessa didn’t go to waste. Well, to my waist perhaps.
And that brings you up to date on my so-called life. I’ll be watching some episodes from the Timeless series recommended by one of my readers (thanks, Thirsty!) to pass the hours this evening. Life can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but I’ll take it over the alternative any day!
Looking forward to finding out what will happen next!
All the meal pics look great, and the trail, while flat, looks interesting and entertaining, although I have to wonder whether Anne will ever be invited back for a walk!
Buddy sure is one lucky son of a bitch. A very happy second anniversary to him (and to you)!
The toughness of your steaks seems to be a recurrent theme in your blog posts. Go to YouTube and type “how to cook a tough steak” for all sorts of tips and tricks. Here’s one quick video, and while you’re on YouTube, look out for the “poor man’s filet mignon” video(s).
I’ve been using a meat tenderizer and marinated this batch in oil and vinegar. I’ve had tougher and these were thicker than normal. Thanks for the link, I need some new ideas!
Nice work with the dog rescues. I know they Love you. Peace Out!
“You can usually tell that a man is Good if he has a dog who loves him.”
W Bruce Cameron