and not that I'm particularly very observant about it because truthfully, I forgot about it until like 6 or so this evening but, just thought I would mention it.
Feeling a little down lately, about nothing in particular, I decided to go all out this morning when getting dressed. Now, I'm no slouch, I usually look pretty damn good when I leave the house but today, I don't know, I just felt, FABULOUS. So, I wore this great silk kimono shirt that I have it's very mod with swirls of pinks, browns, neutrals with tiny little gold flecks, I wore my ultra push up bra and these great long brown slacks, I then pulled out the pink 4 inch Jimmy Choo like shoes (it was like 71 degrees today) and my hair and make up were impeccable, I wore this great huge gold locket that belonged to my grandmother and I wore my slouchy goldish Dooney and Burke bag, needless to say, I looked absolutely fabulous and I felt fucking fantastic. So all day people were telling me, you look great, you're so pretty, you're beautiful, it was wonderful, mind you I wasn't doing any of this specifically for attention but, that doesn't hurt sometimes. The funniest part of the day was after work I went to the bank and there was this guy there, actually, a really good looking guy that I was kind of eyeballing. As he is walking to get on line, he just stares at me and literally goes "wow" then, not watching where he was going, he tripped over the division rope that ensures everyone stays in a single file, it was quite funny.
I felt so wonderful today that I decided to call some ex guys. Not real boyfriends, just nice guys that I've dated in the past and stopped seeing for one reason or another. The first was this guy, A, who was always very sweet to me but at the time, I just wasn't into him. He and I dated for like a month and then, pttt, I stopped calling him, stopped taking his calls, it was childish, but I just didn't want him. But I had to admit, he was a really great guy, he and I are going out on Friday.
Then, I called Q who I ADROED. He was/is a GREAT guy but, he's a bit older than me so during the midst of our dating he tells me "I really, really, really like you, but, I'm too old for you, I feel like I'm stealing your youth". We spoke a few times after that and he called me like once a year for the past few years, but we never really went out again. He said he was really happy to hear from me he's thought about calling me before but, he heard about me and Mysterious Ex, getting "deep" (his words). He wanted to go out on Friday but, I told him we could get together Saturday. The really cool part about talking to him was, he is always on some adventure, he's always good for a wonderful story. The guy isn't super rich, but he's done nicely for himself, he's always traveling around the world going here and there, so he tells me, "guess what?" of course I go, "what?" he goes, "I bought a house in Belize". Thats cool and exactly the kind of thing I'm talking about. I mean, who buys a house in Belize? (except of course for Belizians?) I thought that was pretty cool. So he goes, great, you can come to Belize with me over the school winter break (he also works for the NYC school system).
Then I called K, who was a GREAT guy. He was very sweet and really nice but I didn't like him because he asked me, while looking at a Gustav Klimt print (I have a LOT of art (paintings, drawings, sculpture, etc of differnet mediums, most of it mine but a lot from friends of mine) ALL around my house) and I quote "what kind of art that be?" Um, what? That was REALLY a turn off I mean, could he have slaughtered the English language further. But, other than that excusable(?) faux pas, he was very nice. He and I spoke and we are going out on Sunday. Then Monday, I am supposed to go out with the father of my child.
So, I guess I'll have a very full weekend.
Today, I was very upset over this entire tumor thing. I wish it weren't so big, I wish this was something I didn't have to deal with right now. I know that there are people all across this earth suffering, hurting, unhappy and that really, I have no right to complain about what is really a minor thing but, I just wish things were different.
