So, after that week I was in a terrible mood. Cameron was coming to town for the weekend, and I knew she was having a party at the house for her friend who got engaged. I didn't want to be any part of that. I did have a lot to do, and I was playing golf with my Uncle Mark on Sunday morning. Martha called me mid-day to suggest that I drive down there to spend the evening with her. She said she would make me dinner (anything I wanted) and we could relax and watch a movie and just have a good night. I was hesitant. I had already planned to go out that night and buy myself an external DVD burner as the one in the iMac has been acting up. Yeah. That was my big plan for Friday night. Also, and I almost forgot this, I was supposed to help Dan from work move on Saturday morning. I found out that he wasn't going to call me until Saturday morning if he needed me, and that was an inconvenience. So, after work on Friday, I sped home, changed into some shorts and drove down to Southern Pines. Martha had just started dinner when I arrived, and she said there wasn't anything I could do to help, so I took a shower. When I got out, the tacos were ready. She made these delicious Tuna tacos with a lime/jalapeno marinade. There was fresh guacamole and jicama for some crunch. I found sweet tea in the fridge, which I had bought the weekend before when we moved into the new house. We sat back, ate and watched Spartacus episodes on Netflix. It was a great night. I loved everything about it. I actually wished I had gotten to her house sooner so we could have enjoyed a good episode of Jeopardy. We are competitive with one another. We fell asleep with the A/C blowing and Avi sleeping between us.
The next day we woke and I did the dishes. We looked for my sunglasses, which I had lost the weekend prior. And then I showered and we went for hot dogs at this little stand down in historic Aberdeen. They were delicious! I had my very first Chicago style hot dog, which I've been trying to do for a long time. It's like a hot dog with a big salad on top. Watching Food Network gives me weird goals. On the way to the ATM down the street to get more money for hot dogs I ran into Glenn, the bartender at Tripp's, and a friend of Martha. He and I walked back and enjoyed another hot dog. This time I had a reuben style hot dog complete with 1,000 island dressing, which wasn't so bad. It was a good day. Another good day. And it was barely noon when I left (with my newly found sunglasses).
Martha made it all possible.
I have mood swings. I subject people to attitudes and comments that I shouldn't. Martha sometimes gets the brunt of this because I talk to her more than anyone else. It's not fair to her, and I do my best to keep some things hidden so I don't unleash on her. Sometimes things are just too much and they spill over. I've just been irritated a lot lately at some things. Things I can't control. My inability to say no to people is also a problem. Martha makes it all better. She makes me smile when I think I can't. She cooks for me when I have a crappy week. She's been supportive while my Mom has been going through this breast cancer period. She's great. I love her. I would probably be resigning myself to staying at Whole Foods for a lot longer without her encouragement. But, now I'm going to be enrolled in school come December and we will live together soon! In our own little house. It's all very exciting, and I'm happy in that aspect of my life. Martha is everything I want. She's everything I strive to keep going in my life. It's like she's got a big salad on top.
