This is the first year I'm participating in it. I've been writing since I was a teenager, but haven't published anything.
My story so far is a re-boot of an old story i did, it's about the "perfect athlete" and is physical perfection worth it's mental and emotional flaws. We'll see what comes of it, right?
Friday, October 8, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
My Second First Date
Think that might be the title of my NaNoWriMo project. It also describes my weekend
Mark (Not his real name) and I have known each other for close to 25 years (Yikes, I've known someone that long!!) and we've been friends for most of that time. We went to Disneyland back in either '95 or '96.It was an okay time, but quickly after that, we had lost contact..
As the years pass, he married some chick, and I had met and married my ex. I had seen him once or twice after finding out he was divorced, but I was still married, so I ignored him. (sad but true)
Fast forward to this past March, or April. I ran into Mark's mom, a woman who adores me (his words, not mine. I'm not that vain.) and I had mentioned that I was now single, that I had filed for divorce, and it was just finalized. He had heard thisconversation and blurted that he was single.
Oh happy day!
I had given his mom my phone number, mainly to contact my mom, and for him to call me, that I was kind of interested. He didn't call, until about a month ago.
When he did call, we talked for over an hour each time. We would talk about our failed marriages, our time together when we were younger, and how much we had in common now. He had invited me out to go dancing on the weekends.I
I took him up on his offer this past weekend since Sunday would have been my 5th wedding anniversary (will be making another blog soon) and I felt like a distraction was in order.
It was nice to be able to dance for two hours, and not have to worry about making an ass out of myself. (Oh, I know I did, but I didn't care!)
One of the funnier moments of the night; my tattoo was showing, and it was something that by now I have forgotten about. he asked what was on my ankle, and I had played coy, and eventually did show him.
After the club closed, he walked me to my car, and we stood there and talked for almost two hours. I had told him most of the lows of my marriage, and what I had been through (lying, cheating, and other bullshit) and it was re-assuring to hear from a complete stranger what's been going on. I didn't even mention what my mom has been doing. He even put his arm around me. (awww)
So, unlike Disneyland, there will be a second date. We're doing dinner soon :)
(sorry if this is a little gibberish-like. I wrote this while half-asleep)
Mark (Not his real name) and I have known each other for close to 25 years (Yikes, I've known someone that long!!) and we've been friends for most of that time. We went to Disneyland back in either '95 or '96.It was an okay time, but quickly after that, we had lost contact..
As the years pass, he married some chick, and I had met and married my ex. I had seen him once or twice after finding out he was divorced, but I was still married, so I ignored him. (sad but true)
Fast forward to this past March, or April. I ran into Mark's mom, a woman who adores me (his words, not mine. I'm not that vain.) and I had mentioned that I was now single, that I had filed for divorce, and it was just finalized. He had heard thisconversation and blurted that he was single.
Oh happy day!
I had given his mom my phone number, mainly to contact my mom, and for him to call me, that I was kind of interested. He didn't call, until about a month ago.
When he did call, we talked for over an hour each time. We would talk about our failed marriages, our time together when we were younger, and how much we had in common now. He had invited me out to go dancing on the weekends.I
I took him up on his offer this past weekend since Sunday would have been my 5th wedding anniversary (will be making another blog soon) and I felt like a distraction was in order.
It was nice to be able to dance for two hours, and not have to worry about making an ass out of myself. (Oh, I know I did, but I didn't care!)
One of the funnier moments of the night; my tattoo was showing, and it was something that by now I have forgotten about. he asked what was on my ankle, and I had played coy, and eventually did show him.
After the club closed, he walked me to my car, and we stood there and talked for almost two hours. I had told him most of the lows of my marriage, and what I had been through (lying, cheating, and other bullshit) and it was re-assuring to hear from a complete stranger what's been going on. I didn't even mention what my mom has been doing. He even put his arm around me. (awww)
So, unlike Disneyland, there will be a second date. We're doing dinner soon :)
(sorry if this is a little gibberish-like. I wrote this while half-asleep)
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