Tomorrow is my 41st birthday.
TMG’s masquerade party was last night. When I jokingly suggested that we should combine it with my birthday, he agreed! In fact, even though I don’t really know tons of his friends (I know the really good ones), he added the part about it being my birthday to the invitations.
It was the most amazing party! Everyone was dressed to the nines–intricate and gorgeous masks, gowns, suits, etc. There were lots of pix taken, and I hope to be able to post some soon….depends on how quickly the photographer gets them back to TMG.
People I don’t even know brought me gifts! Really thoughtful gifts! And imagine my shock when TMG came at me with a little blue box:
And inside were the classic and beautiful twist knot earrings. Stunning. I was so touched.
And then, the CAKE!!! He bought me an INSANE cake that I REALLY want to post pix of! It was HUGE and looked kinda like a wedding cake with flowers and feathers and….ugh! It was too much!
But also, TMG invited a date. And it gets even weirder. She’s a beautiful redhead! And it was kinda funny too, because at one point, a friend of TMG’s introduced me to one of her friends as “Audrey” (HER name!!). Um, awkward!
AND! We were both giving each other the eyeball. God, I shouldn’t have been jealous, right? Because I don’t really even have THOSE kinds of feelings for TMG, do I? Well, do I?
But a bunch of my friends showed up too, and I was sooooo happy about that.
All in all, a very, very cool party! I ended up crashing at TMG’s. And so did Audrey, his date! But you gotta love parties like that, don’t you? Even if you are middle-aged!
Finally made it home and have been a waste pretty much all day. Got my hair cut and then made my way home again. At one point, I looked out my side window and down towards the front entry of the building, and who did I see standing on the front steps, dressed in a suit?
That’s right. Anthony. From The Story (the last series of entries)!
I could tell he was waiting for his ride to go to the Royal Wedding. I was touched that he’d decided to go by himself.
But a few minutes later, curiosity got the best of me and I looked again. I guess he’d actually been waiting on his DATE: a tall blonde. That’s about all I saw of her because I quickly walked away from the window in case they saw me and thought I was STALKING or something!!
No biggie, I guess. But it’s funny because I started thinking about this whole wedding event thing. The celebration goes on for FOUR days. I just wonder if he’s taking a different date to each scenario!
UGH! Thinking about Anthony takes up too much of my brain juices at this point.
But something else has really been weighing on my mind this weekend.
For the last couple of days, I’ve noticed that EXMS has tried to call my work phone. His number has showed up on my caller ID (he’s not calling my cell phone). I just assumed that he was being a cocky asshole and wanted to wish me a happy birthday and to rub in his state of being over me/us.
But when I got home from work yesterday, I unlocked the loft door and found an envelope that had been pushed under the door. My name was on it and I recognized the handwriting: EXMS’s.
Hmmm. A birthday card?
No. It was a letter. A long, handwritten letter. ANOTHER LETTER ASKING ME TO CONSIDER ONE! MORE!! TRY????!!!!!
You’ve got to be shitting me, right?
I guess things quickly fizzled between him and HIS beautiful blonde, eh? I seriously do NOT understand how on earth he could possibly think that I’d let him back into my life at this point.
It sucks. And it’s such a shame. And I’m finally getting insanely pissed off that he keeps showing back up every time I feel like I’m making progress in my healing.
So there you have it. I thought 40 would be MY YEAR. 40 has just turned out to be the year EVERYTHING changed. I desperately hope that 41 is the year that I find peace.
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