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28 March 2008 - 8:51 a.m. dear diary, the weekend with my parents went well. there was a baseball game, a visit to the olive shop, the boyfriend making dinner for the p's (it was good - my dad took two helpings), the driving range, church, getting drunk on easter, getting frisky in the guest cottage, and an early birthday cake. there was some discomfort. the boyfriend and his never-ending appetite. and my parents judging that - quietly and observantly and to me, obviously. overall, i think they really liked him. they like him the way i do. he is a great guy, but there are just a few things that need to be...fixed. last night at midnight we got into another (big) fight about my dog. he went so far as to say to me "get rid of that dog." that was it. when the fight started, he had threatened to go home. as the fight went on, i was more and more happy to see him go. he left...and about an hour later he called. he couldn't sleep (i was fast asleep) and wanted to talk (i feel like he had already said enough). he wants us to work this out. blah, blah, blah. i dunno. i woke up this morning feeling really happy that i got to sleep in my bed and wake up to my dog sleeping next to me. (when the boyfriend is here - which lately has been every night - the dog sleeping on the bed is not allowed.) my birthday (35) was two days ago. boyfriend got me flowers and dessert and hiking boots, and brought me to dinner and planned to bring me to napa this weekend. after last night, i really don't feel like i want to spend a romantic weekend in the wine country with a man who doesn't care about one of the most important things (beings) in my life. he doesn't understand that my dog is an extension of me. of my heart. he should be very careful when throwing down an ultimatum....he won't like my choice. cali |
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