I guess there's not a whole lot to report on New Years, but here goes. We went down to Dallas, TX to visit one of John's friends. Anyone who reads this should already know I was not super excited about this trip. I knew there would be video games and kids, neither of which I was keen on experiencing. But, here we were in Texas.
When we left St. Louis I was sick. So the first few days I slept a lot and didn't drink. It was pretty miserable. Of course all you want to do when you're sick is stay in bed and be alone. But I tried to be social and at least lie on the couch and watch movies with the group.
New Years we stayed in and drank wine and beer. Many rounds of guitar hero happened. I was just the groupie though. No video games for me. Even with all the wine. I probably shouldn't have drank as much as I did, as I was still sick. But it was good wine!
There was also a little baby to enjoy down in TX, so I was pretty happy with that. She's a year and a half and totally adorable. John may tell you differently, but he did play with her some.
Of course there ended up being a fine balance of video games and chill time, so I didn't have anything to complain about. I was surprisingly happy watching crappy movies and playing with the baby all week long. Sure, I would have liked to have seen more of Dallas while I was there, but I never did really feel up to it. That said, I always find something that upsets me.
As is often the case, it is people who assume they know more about my relationship than I do. I've come to expect that all of my friends know how I feel about John. They understand why we aren't engaged. (except one, who continues to ask but I've given up on explaining myself to her) But obviously all of his friends don't.
One of the first things I heard upon arriving in Texas was the usual "So, there's no ring on your finger, when are you going to stop living in sin." This continued throughout the week. Comments like "You wouldn't understand, you're not married" or "That won't last past the vows." My favorite was the conversation where we were told our relationship wasn't serious because I don't know John's ATM PIN number. Or his password for his computer games. Obviously not a committed relationship, right?
I can't begin to count how many times I wanted to hit people. I guess I can't complain that John doesn't just stand up for himself, since I haven't yet found a way to fully explain myself to my family. But in my case, I'm trying not to hurt old people stuck in their beliefs. I think to friends you can be blunt.
In my fever sleeps, I had a crazy dream where John got my a crystal (that's right, not diamond) engagement ring with snake heads on it. I blame all the crazy talk for this really weird dream.
So the saga of unwed John and Melissa continues.
1 comment:
Jeez, how hard is it for them to understand that John's a cyborg and marrying a cyborg is illegal in this country?
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