Category : Life
Blog 28
Chauny, The Ex And The DJ.
This blog entry is really just for me today. Since I don't have any juicy material to report to you, I decided to record a small, pleasant 'happening' this weekend. For me, writing things down is as good as taking pictures (if I want to go back and relive fond memories). The weekend was pretty good, I have to say. I went to my favorite nightspot Saturday night and saw my favorite morning show DJ there. ___ I'm not really the 'groupie' type woman but I had to tell him he was much cuter in person than in pictures. Don't worry though, I didn't say it in a shameless, groupie way. I tried to be as elegant and dignified as I could. He seemed to be kind of nervous and not accustomed to people just coming up to him like that, but he was very sweet. I'm sure I was the first person to notice who he was when he came in (it was early and the club hadn't lowered all the lights yet). I argued with my sis for a few seconds as she claimed it wasn't him (because he was cute) and my insistence that it was. He was even exhibiting some of the very behavior he talks about on his morning show. So, my sister relented and proceeded to 'pimp me out' to go talk to him. 😐 With relatively little protest from me, and a few more sips of my Long Island Iced Tea🍹, I went (I was going to go anyway). Actually, that night I took on the role of his unofficial bodyguard, after the club bunnies figured out who he was. I'm kind of tall for a girl (about 5'11" in heels 👠), taller than him and all the club bunnies, so I was very comfortable in that role. The club bunnies were pathetic and tactless in their quest to entice the poor guy. At one point, one of the groupies came dangerously close to giving him a full-fledged lap dance. In the middle of her tacky production, I wandered over to his table, came right between him and the 'bootie' dancer and asked him where his wife was. 🤔 He says, "She's right in the ballroom next door!" I jokingly reminded him that she might not appreciate all the unsolicited attention he was getting but he assured me that that kind of stuff doesn't entice him at all. I replied, "Even with bootie right in your face?!" He just said, "Trust me, it doesn't phase me at all" and after seeing the girls we were talking about, I did trust him. 🤭 I'm proud to say that he came over to my table quite a few times with pleas for protection (from them). 🥺 I told him that since he was my favorite DJ, I would be happy to rough them up, if he wanted me to. He simply said, "No, you're WAY too classy for that, you'd probably just hire people to rough them up!" It's a small thing but I have to confess, it made me feel pretty good. He even bought my sis and I a round of drinks and even brought them over to our table. He was very sweet. Early the next morning, I e-mailed him and thanked him again for the drinks. He emailed me back (within about two hours) thanking me for taking care of him Saturday night. 😁 Pretty cool, huh? There's a lot more that went on that night but I'll leave a few of the details to myself (I can't give it all away for free)! Saturday night was also memorable because I decided not to keep purposely ignoring my last ex (the older guy). I even pulled him on the dance floor once. I don't remember saying much to him but I could tell he was relieved that we were communicating on some level again. 😏 Truthfully, I'm relieved too. In this solitary, 'self-reflective' period I'm going through, I can admit that staying angry at people for things they've done to you, actually just helps aid in stunting your own emotional growth. I think with all the glorious emotional improvements I've made on myself, I was still pretty stunted when it came to holding on to things I should just let go of. I'm still working on that but I can see that I'm making some real progress in that area. Besides, when I really allow myself to think about it, keeping myself in that stunted state of anger gives away a whole bunch of my power. 💪🏾 Now, that's just a purely stupid thing for me to do! Where does all this 'self-reflection' leave me? Thankfully, it leaves me not shopping around for a therapist. Truthfully though, I have really good stuff going on, I just have to keep reminding myself of that. While this solitary state is not where I'd want to see myself romantically, I'm beginning to see it's where I need to be at this time. I guess I should look upon all this as a character-building experience, which it absolutely has been. 🎯 I just hope I'm not building my character into a jaded, cynical old maid that is happiest when caring for 50 feral cats and scaring the neighborhood children! I guess only time will tell, let's all pray for the best though. Ciao!
Posted : 2006-11-28 08:33:00 AM Created : 2006-11-28 09:05:00 AM Visible to : Public
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