feeling a bit on the "better" side - amazing since i didn't make chicken dumpling soup. pretty much slept 98% of the day. and now am back to sleep in about 2 seconds...no yoga tonight - which i am upset that i had to miss...
my phone just rang.........
think the number looked like my ex who's working in st. louis' #.... hmmmm... caller ID said "wireless caller" and then there was no one on the other end - going to guess the reception wasn't keen
speaking of ex's... ex-eric called me out of the blue last wednesday and then fattypack called me today... see, i welcome eric's calls, i even welcome bill's (he's the one who just tried ringing)
today though... the words out of fattypack's mouth... (in this photo he's 64 pounds lighter - i am not kidding - oh but, i was "the fat one" EFF HIM #@!#$%...eh, excuse me, i digress into bitterness...) so this is what he blurted out to me today:
"i've been having reoccuring dreams of you wearing a navy blue nurse's uniform with garters and your big beauties busting out the top"
(we broke up in 1999. i haven't seen him since i slapped him across his cheek for breaking into my apartment and stealing EVERYTHING out of the cupboards... )
now he's calling me out of the blue with THIS CRAP?!?! guess i wasn't too "fat" to wear a fetish outfit in his dreams, eh?!?!!
jeezuz.
what does one say to his comment... besides:
"um... well, i've had reoccuring nightmares of you nekkid wearing only your red fanny pack and your big belly spilling over the top"
no, i didn't say it - didn't fricking think of it until after the fact. dagnabit.
*sigh* i am going to bed - hopefully no fannypack riddled nightmares of fattypack in a nurse's outfit and stilettos will dance in my head...
*** just for the record - i never did the "dressing up" thing when i dated him
