An Interesting Turn of Events….

G’Late evening Kids & Porn Stars, happy September…. And for all you Teachers out there, nanny, nanny poo-poo, it’s back to school for you. To all you parents out there, congratulations on getting your kids out of the house, LOL.

So what’s been going on in the world of Bethany since last I blogged? Hmmm, let me begin.

My Carrie Girl flew home for a few days as a surprise for Maggie Sue’s wedding. I spent a lot of quality time with her and my Kel-Kel and it was awesome. I didn’t realize how much I missed Carrie…. It has been 10 years. She looked exactly the same and had the same sense of humor and caring quality about it. I am so glad she is back in my life (forgive me if I use this term a lot, this might be a sappy post, LOL). Maggie figured out her surprise, so that element was ruined, but we made the most of it. Of course, I spent close to 3 days preparing for Maggie Sue’s wedding (dress, shoes, nails, pedicure, etc) and I was so excited to be going to a second wedding with “B.” I found the perfect dress and shoes and I was so excited to be on his arm.

The night before the wedding Kel-Kel took Carrie to the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner. After the dinner, Carrie called me and said they were at a bar 2 seconds from my house – I had to come out and get her. We needed to party. When I arrived, the bride looked none-too-happy to see me. Carrie was bombed and there was noticeable tension in the air. It felt worse when I sat down. I got the nagging suspicion I was not wanted. Shortly before midnight, the bride-to-be left and I decided I just wanted to get out of there. I went home pissed off because I couldn’t understand the tension – or why I was invited to the wedding.
The day of the wedding came and Carrie and I shopped around getting her last minute details done (nails, booze, etc). We had fun chatting all day and I came to what I thought was an important decision about my gift for Maggie. There was just too much tension between us and I didn’t think a friendship was to be had.

I stressed about getting ready in time – waited for “B” who finally showed up at 5. I just needed to get the shoes on and we were off. No “You look beautiful,” no, “You look nice,” no nothing from him. I had to ask for a compliment. That should have been my clue for the tone of the evening.

The ceremony was nice and Maggie’s dress was beautiful. I saw her brother Dooda, who was like a big brother to me, after not seeing him for about 10 years. It was nice to see him again… I loved the short service and was looking forward to the open bar and spending the night with my girls and “B.” We got back to the hotel and enjoyed the cocktail hour. Finally it was time to head into the reception room and get our dance on. It seemed like the night flew by…. I am sure it did for the bride and groom. Here are some snippets from the evening:
1. “B” never once danced with me.
2. “B” disappeared to the bar and continually PAID for his beers even though it was OPEN BAR. It was Yankees Vs. Boston that night. SO??? I needed him!
3. “B” drank beer which does nothing to him and I paid $100 for the friggin hotel room.
4. “B” made several comments over and over as to how he was NEVER going to marry me. He embarrassed me in front of Kel-Kel’s whole family and made a horrible first impression to Carrie.
5. “B” hit on a woman when he finally came into the reception room and didn’t even flinch when I walked by.
6. When I finally confronted him at the bar, he continued to stay seated and would not come back to the reception with me.
7. When he finally came back in, it was last dance of the night. Did he ask me to dance? No. We fought instead.
8. I was hit on by two married men. My head was huge that night and “B” totally took down a notch. Especially since he was the only eye I wanted to catch.
9. I was treated badly by the bride’s mom, but that was to be expected. I caught up on the last 10 years with her bro’s and we had a good time in the bar after the reception.
10. “B” finally came to me and apologized. However, the night was already ruined.

He was drinking, so let him stay. We chatted with Dooda a bit before heading to bed. Dooda made several mentions at his disdain for “B.” The next morning we woke up and went for some breakfast. My whole idea of what the evening would be was ruined. Kel-Kel had a BBQ at her place that day and Carrie, myself, Andrea, Midge, Erica, and Mama Marshland was there. We recapped the wedding events and just caught up on old time and good times. It was a really pleasant evening. I <3 my girls.
I didn’t hear from “B” again. I went the whole week after the wedding with no calls, no e-mails, nothing. I didn’t call him either.

The following weekend – 25th and 26th, I headed out with Peter-Peter Pumpkin Eater Friday night and Saturday night I did dinner with my girls (Kel-Kel, Midge and Phan) and we enjoyed some drinkies and interesting conversations…. We also had to pick up our supplies from Midge. :) I love me some supplies!! LOL.
Sunday I finally got to see JKB007 for some lunchies. More good times.

I’m a busy gal!

Maggie Sue and I worked out our differences during this time as well and I am glad that we could let bygones be bygones. She's a freking married woman now and in time soon, she will be someone's mom. Wow.... How time flies and how things change.

Monday the 28th came and I e-mailed “B,” only to find he is on vacation all week. How nice. I called him 3 times during the week, to no avail.

Tuesday night I headed out with my work girlies for some dinner and reading with Psychic Francine. Another good reading and more great conversations…. I <3 my work girlies. Blade, Kimmy, SVU, & Danster. Our little foursome is expanding….

Friday night I knew was going to be good times – I only wished Kel-Kel could be there. On my way home from work I decided it would take al my will power, but I was not going to contact “B” again. As if he could sense it, he calls and I miss the call. We play phone tag through the evening. Around 8:30, I headed out with Erica, Andrea, and Midge to see a great Reggae band Midge knew of. I wasn’t sure I was going to make it an all nighter, but I plugged on. We headed over to Nyack and it looked like it might be a dud evening. We had up front seats, drinks, and some good things to laugh at. We had a second round. Then a nice young man came up to me offering to purchase myself and my girls some drinks. I happily obliged. Then I had another. I waved at the drummer. Mmmmm, love drummers. We decided (my girls and this guy that bought us drinks and his two friends) headed over to a “dance club” nearby. We got a free drink for entering and being chicks – hot! We danced and had a good time. After a short while I wanted to ditch the boys to go meet more, so we headed back to our original place. I feel a tap on my shoulder as I get back from using the ladies room.
“Bethany?,” this chubby, blonde, curly haired girl asks.
“Yes,” I respond.
“Hi – do you know who I am?,” she asks.
“No clue…..,” I say.
“I’m “R’s” neighbor, Julie,” she says. “You’re like ‘who the hell is this??’ Haha.”
I finally realize she is “B’s” neighbor that likes to leave him the little love notes. “B” likes to go by 2 different names. We’ve already established he beats to his own drum and is a weird dude.
“You are “R’s” FRIEND, right?,” she asks.
“Oh, hi,” I say. “How are you? Don’t tell “B” I am here. And, by the way, I am “B’s” girlfriend of 3 years. Not his friend,” I reply.
“Oh (insert snotty/confused look) are you on a date or something??,” She asks.
“No, girls night out,” I say.
This is the end of conversation at this point. She then proceeds to point at me and whisper to her friend. And laugh. C**T. I explain to Midge who she is. She comes by Midge and I so I try to make small talk so I can pick her brain. She gives me a rude answer to a question and walks away. She then proceeds to whisper and stare for the rest of the evening. So, I made a point of making a show. I grinded the Reggae singer. Danced with two guys I met. Then, for shits and giggles, I made out with the drummer before we left. F*** “B.” I had enough. I invited him to the next bar we were heading on to and we were out.
In the car ride I proceeded to call “B” and tell him off. Both on the home phone and his cell phone. We arrived at the next bar and I made a “friend” who purchased me a beverage and then my drummer arrived. He and I went outside and talked for a while. I told him about “B,” we hugged, we talked some more, and then headed back inside. The girls looked ready to go (I felt bad making them wait!) Drummer Boy says to Midge, “I’ll make sure Bethany gets home OK. Don’t worry.” Did I mention he’s a cop? LOL.

He drove me home and we exchanged #’s. A bitter sweet end to a rough night.

I woke up Saturday morning to an e-mail from him. <3
I also woke up with food poisoning. How can I tell it wasn’t a hangover? I was sober when I got home. I spent the day with Mama Dukes. I wanted to stay close to home.

Sunday was spent with Kel-Kel and RyRy. We did a little tux shopping, LOL, then headed over to Andrea’s job for some lunchies. Alas, she wasn’t there. We chowed down on some fine Olive Garden eats and then headed back to their house. Kel-Kel and I watched a chick flick and then had some good old fashioned girl talk. I needed it. I headed home late in the night and was getting ready to get some sleepies when my cell rang. Drummer Boy. We chatted for a ½ hour or so before his shift and made tentative plans to see one another again. I think I’m in love. Too bad he’s married. Oh, did I forget to mention that? Yep Kids, Bethany is VERY unlucky in love.

Today is Labor Day and I actually did a tone of work around the house, had some yummy dinner eats with The OC and some more girl talk and some rehashing of the Married man issue, and then I came home to do actual work. What a thrilling 3 day weekend, LOL.

So, I just got off the phone with “B.” He said he never returned my calls from Friday because I told him to never call me again and he took it literally. He claims he never slept with Fatty le Blonde. We had nothing to say to one another. We ended the conversation with “have a good night,” and “take care.” It is SSSOOO over. Maybe I should date the married Drummer Boy. Doesn’t look like I will be getting married or having children any time soon. Argh……… 10-4 over and out.