dinner was remarkably good. ch had prime rib, i had salmon. and, better yet, it took more than 10 minutes to come to us, which was completely unexpected.
all during dinner ch was quite chatty about things and then he got a text message saying that his friends were all at rossco's having drinks watching the hockey game. at first he said he would decide whether he'd go, but i knew that he'd go. he can not resist the lure of the pub and the drinks.
k's husband was going to be there. i have heard many updates from people that she is immensely disappointed in him and wants him to either straighten his shit up or she will leave him. in many ways, i think we have a lot in common. ch's first love is beer. always has been, always will be. b is a few years older than ch, but i think they are at the same pace in terms of drinking. b comes home from work and has a few drinks to chill out and then a few taste like more and more until he's passing out on the couch. same with ch...i dont remember the last time we went to bed at the same time where we were sober.
so i couldnt help but think of how i'm enabling all this shit by dropping him off at the pub following a nice date out together. dont most normal people go home together and watch movies, fuck, talk, or share a bottle of wine and go to bed? that's not our marriage. and the really sad thing is that i was predicting he'd go to rossco's and was actually looking forward to being alone. i kinda wonder if i allow-slash-enable his drinking so that i can have my precious alone time.
do i have ulterior motives? i wonder.
Saturday, January 09, 2010
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dinner was remarkably good. ch had prime rib, i had salmon. and, better yet, it took more than 10 minutes to come to us, which was completely unexpected.
all during dinner ch was quite chatty about things and then he got a text message saying that his friends were all at rossco's having drinks watching the hockey game. at first he said he would decide whether he'd go, but i knew that he'd go. he can not resist the lure of the pub and the drinks.
k's husband was going to be there. i have heard many updates from people that she is immensely disappointed in him and wants him to either straighten his shit up or she will leave him. in many ways, i think we have a lot in common. ch's first love is beer. always has been, always will be. b is a few years older than ch, but i think they are at the same pace in terms of drinking. b comes home from work and has a few drinks to chill out and then a few taste like more and more until he's passing out on the couch. same with ch...i dont remember the last time we went to bed at the same time where we were sober.
so i couldnt help but think of how i'm enabling all this shit by dropping him off at the pub following a nice date out together. dont most normal people go home together and watch movies, fuck, talk, or share a bottle of wine and go to bed? that's not our marriage. and the really sad thing is that i was predicting he'd go to rossco's and was actually looking forward to being alone. i kinda wonder if i allow-slash-enable his drinking so that i can have my precious alone time.
do i have ulterior motives? i wonder.
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