Whatever "It" Is....

G'afternoon Kids & Porn Stars.... Happy Monday. Every see those "It" e-bay commercials? I wonder what it would be like if I could replace the "It" with a "Harrison" or a "B" and buy one on e-bay. LOL. Obviously, I have not gone through all the stages of Grief. (And I recieved NO phone call from Doogalicious! Boo!!) I got out and had a pretty good weekend.... Until yesterday. Let me give you a little weekend recap:
Friday - Rushed out of work and met up with Mama Dukes to see my psychic. Mama Dukes was all over me to take her, I was down in the dumps, The OC was interested as was my aunt. The OC and AK couldn't make it, so it wound up just being Mama Dukes and myself. We met up by my job and headed over. I always use Mapquest and have never had a problem. This time they gave me crappy directions and we were so lost. By the time we arrived, we had no time to eat first. We wound up having to eat seperately while the other was consulting with Francine. Weird. I'm not even going to go into what she told me because I'm not sure how I feel about it and I am not sure I even believe in it anymore. After I was done with her, I went back to the table to finish my dinner and my phone beeped - a text message. It was DP. "I'm not going to meet you later. I'm babysitting." I was a little annoyed. It was around 8PM and we were due to meet at 10PM. I was a little miffed that she waited so long to tell me - I was set on going to that bar and needed a night out to get drunk. Like Mama Dukes (and even my father!) always tells me, yuo find out who your friends are in a crisis. So, after we finished eating, we headed back to the Rock and I got my car. I headed over to "B's" place so I could get that over with. When I arrived, I looked around for the Melrose Place chick's car. The last thing I wanted to do was run into her or run into her at his place. Then I headed in. As I opened the door and was taking the first step up the stairs, there he was at the top of the stairs. "Hey!," he said with a smile. He came down and kissed me hello. I told him why I was there and we went down to the basement to get his laundry. We went back upstairs and talked. He hugged me and hugged me again and it felt good. It felt nice to be back in his arms. I stayed for about an hour and then I left so that he could pack and get prepared for his family trip the next day. Before I left I said to him, "Let's take this time - this week - to think about whether or not we really want to marry one another. Please think about everything. If it's not going to happen, you need to let me go." He smiled, we kissed, and I headed home. I watched my Golden Girls until I fell asleep.

Saturday - I intended on running a bunch of errands and getting so much stuff done. However, I woke up and watch Golden Girls and relaxed in my bed until time was getting crunched. I need a hair cut badly, so I headed over to Super Cuts. At first I thought that would be a HUGE mistake. However, the cut wasn’t too bad, but they didn’t dry or style my hair, which is what I was hoping for. So I rushed home and styled the ‘do and got all dressed up and waited for The OC to arrive. She was running late and got slightly lost, but around 4:45 we were on our way. We cruised into the city, parked the car, and met the others in front of Gotham Comedy Club. We piled in and got front row seats. We sat through 7 (I think) hilarious comedians, one being Vin Diesel (my coworker). We were picked on and at one point a comedienne asked, “How many guys do you have to sleep with to be considered a whore.” In all my glory (and two glasses of wine) I yelled out, “100!” WTF was I thinking? The comedienne looks at me and says, “100, really?,” then mumbles, “Whore…,” as part of the joke. LOL. 100 – am I retarded? LOL. After the show, we headed over to Moonstruck for some dinner. We laughed, gossiped, and had a terrific time together. It was like being out with my MAI girls. Very good times. We headed home afterwards and after going to wrong way, I got The OC and I onto the FDR and home by midnight. Sleep was so good….

Sunday – Woke up early and waited to see if Kel-Kel would call me. Around 11 ish, I gave her a call – I assumed she thought I was still sleeping. We decided to meet up at my place at 1. She came by and gave me my big hug that I needed. Then we headed over to David’s Bridal so she could order her Maid of Honor dress for Maggie’s wedding. After, we headed over to the Palisades mall for lunch at the Cheesecake Factory and shopped around. It was nice to have some more girl time and even though I talked about “Harrison” and “B” I was not hurting as much…. After we shopped, we headed back to my place and Kel-Kel headed home. Mama Dukes was home, so we decided to head over to my favorite store, Target. We shopped there for an hour or so and headed into the Christmas Tree Shoppe. That’s when my weekend turned sour. Mama Dukes decided this was the time to kick me while I was down and make some not-so-nice comments to me. I wound up walking out of the store and she raced after me – I guess realizing you shouldn’t open your big fat mouth when YOU AREN’T THE DRIVER. I should’ve left her there, but I didn’t. Instead, when she got into the car, I expressed my dissatisfaction with her as a mother and we drove home in silence. I haven’t spoken to her since. (I am finishing this post on Tuesday AM and we STILL aren’t speaking).

So last night I fell asleep around 6:30 PM. There were little wake ups here and there (the dogs, the wench (AKA Mama Dukes), but the sleep felt so good. I slept through to 11PM and had no trouble falling back to sleep around midnight. Mason and I cuddled. I think he knew he was getting declawed today, poor bastard. I woke up this morning after having a disturbing dream. Of course it was about “Harrison.” What is wrong with me? Am I in love with him? Why do I keep dreaming about him? So I again have this enormous pit in my stomach about him and the situation. I e-mailed him yesterday to ask if we could meet this week so I could pick up my recommendation. No response. (Shocking). Am I ever going to feel better??

FYI - My company blocked MySpace!!!! Boo!!!! No longer e-mail me there during the day - e-mail me at bethalamcd@yahoo.com.

My Horoscope for 5/23/06:
The stars light an inspirational fire under you, and your spirits make a corresponding lift. A difficult situation suddenly becomes the pathway for your new potential. It's time to concentrate on healing old wounds.

“The best things in life aren’t things.”