Thursday, July 19, 2007

And again.

So, I wake up from my stupor at two in the morning. I had slept for four hours, without waking up! H had called about ten and wanted to know if he should pick up CrazyDog and take her with him. I had told him that by the time he got here from the ice cream store and picked her up it would be midnight, and then he would have to drive thirty miles to his place, only to have to turn around in seven hours and bring her back on his way back into work..it seemed stupid. I told him to come here and sleep in the bedroom with her locked in there with him, and we would ALL be able to get some sleep for a change. And it must have been quiet, as I didn't even hear him come in....and CrazyDog had been quiet all that time. I got up and went into the kitchen, and there were the most beautiful white roses in a vase on the counter. I was absolutely stunned and delighted....H has ALWAYS gotten me white roses, they are hard to find in podunk, Iowa, but it has ALWAYS been white roses. I thought that maybe he was feeling a little down, and I thought it was so very sweet. I felt my heart melt a little. Then I walked over to them and read the note beside them...it was from my daughter.

"Mom, if you let the kitties out in the night...please put my roses away, the kitties think they are salad." Notice she said MY. MY. They were for her. From a new man in her life. For her.

Can you say, "crushed"?

11 comments:

SOUL: said...

shit. sorry. i was reading and getting all happy for you then WHAM... crushed like a bug. ok...not crushed. that emotion belongs to you right now. but my hopes for you were sqwished. i'm sorry.

i added a new link on my page...not sure if you've been there before... but this guy can write! (The Naked Soul) go check him out if you get a chance. he has some really good , insightful stuff to say. i have only read a few of his entries, but damn if they don't make ya think about "stuff".
take it easy on yourself today ok.
me

JYankee said...

talk about a downer! but oh well.. if it really had been from H...would made things so much more complex...what to feel????

Amanda said...

Oh, crap.

(((((((((Jamie))))))))))

Angelissima said...

oh James.
hard stuff going on. keep your chin up.

We call our dog "Crazy Dog" too.
Its more of a verb in our case. He does this thing when he goes outside and he's in a really good mood...
Running around in circles...jumping up and trying to nip us..its CRAZY DOG!!!

And I really hate how cats eat flowers and plants..then they puke.
Whats up with that?!?

CCC said...

sigh! sigh! sigh!
I think you owe yourself a massage. And facial. go get one. and feel better...

Gina said...

don't you just love the unexpected roses? Aw....sounds like you and H have that kind of special thing where you don't have to ask for them.

Portia said...

ugh that sucks. i try not to have any expectations for that very reason. ever. it's basically impossible.

Proxima Blue said...

They just had to be white didn't they!!! The boy couldn't have picked another color for her. If they had been any other color you wouldn't have been so well set up for a heartbreak.

There's just too much going on in your life right now. Somethings gotta give and right now it's your health. This is not good. It may be time to make some hard decisions to save your sanity.

I know you love crazy dog, but maybe she should be living with H. Is there a reason she's not and I've missed it? You've got to take care of yourself.

I hope you can find some peace soon. Do something good for yourself. A relaxing bath with epson salt, perhaps?

Take Care,
-P

LastStand said...

I feel bad for laughing at that one.

simonsays said...

It's okay if you laugh laststand, I would have too, if it had happened to anyone else...

Proxima---the house that H is staying in is for sale, and H is gone for hours and hours at times at work, and realtors are coming in and out...so it would not be a good place for him to take CD. Otherwise, a perfect solution.

CCC-A perfect solution....


Thanks to everyone for stopping in!

Josie Two Shoes said...

Reading this story just broke my heart for you Jamie. I know too well the feeling of hoping that by some magic the Prince Charming we once knew has resurfaced. It was a cruel twist of fate that the boyfriend also sends white roses. Please hang in there, brighter days ahead - really, I promise!

(((hugs))), Josie