Odd Guy, Out!

I had a horrible-fun night. It did start out nice at first, invited friends over for dinner and then I lost it. I did, and it was horrifying envisioning myself and remembering the things I said. And truth be told, I am not proud of what I said. But I also have no regrets, I had to do it. I had to get the message thru.

It started out as a week end picnic plan, but turned out my friends already had there stuff for that day. So we all decided to have it Thursday night. I made a pasta dish; my friends brought some dishes and a couple bottles of wine. People came on time and we were enjoying dinner, when a friend made a comment about my clothes. Saying that it’s inappropriate and “so unfashionista”, but I ignored him. But what can I say, I am in my own home. Is there really a need to dress up, right? And then, he made another comment about my place, saying that my decor was “all over the place.” Again, I kept my mouth shut. Although, my friends were starting to give me a look. The kind where they’re silently begging me not to say anything. Again, I ignored it. And then, they all decided to have a smoke in the garage. When my friend saw my old Honda Civic, and said – Oh my gosh, you’re still driving this car? Who drives this car nowadays? This is like the 90’s!

I exhaled and eventually, exploded – FYI, that car isn’t the 90’s. That is a 2000 Civic! And how dare you embarrass me in my own home. You are one self absorbed demeaning freak! I suggest you get your jacket from the closet and leave my undesigner house. And stay the f*ck away from my unfashionista life, will you? And would you please get out of here right away, before I loss my cool and ran you over with my car. Get out, now!

Long story short, my ex-friend left. And soon as my front door closed, the four of us remaining started laughing. Seems like everyone’s uncomfortable around him. And what’s great, is that the night ended well. Not to mention fun, after all the unpleasantries that happened.

Old Friends

There’s hearts filled with laughter
and eyes moved to tears
with memories so vivid
transcending the years
the words of compassion
and actions so kind
the sun smiles down, when
old friends come to mind.

I’ve counted my blessings
and shuffled my dreams
and sang to the music
of deep forest streams
searching for places
the light always shined
like deep in my soul, when
old friends come to mind.

I count you among
all the guides on the path
who loved me and taught me
to dream and to laugh
when I reach my heaven
I know that I’ll find
this heaven was built
by old friends, I call mine.

Potty Mouth

My good friend Shay invited me for some drinks last night. So, I kindly asked my sister to dropped me off at Chevy’s. Soon as I saw my friend, she said ” Friendship, I have two words for you: lose weight!” I must admit that I was bit offended, and that out of nowhere I replied “Darling, how about we get rid of your stinking breath first!”

Wholly crap! Why did I say that? When I know I shouldn’t have. But my mouth does not do good under pressure. I immediately apologized to my friend and she did the same. But guess I still feel bad till now. Sigh, me and my potty mouth…

 

 

 

 

Pushing My Buttons

I don’t know how many times my good friends have warned me about, Marty. Saying, he’s been blabbing behind my back and spreading rumors here and there. But then I’m not a person who you can easily convince, I don’t go for he-said-she-said stuff. I would rather hear it from the source and settle issues with that person face to face. That’s just me and how I would handle such matter.

So here we are at a friends farewell party and nobody knew I was coming (except for Cee Cee). I was surprising my good friend, Ivan who’s moving back to Sweden in the next couple weeks. Cee Cee out of nowhere came and dragged me to the kitchen, telling me keep my voice down as we listen to someone’s conversation. I was totally surprised, I didn’t know who we’re listening to. But somehow, I was glad she brought me there. For finally, I caught Marty descanting one lie after another. I stood behind the refrigerator with Cee Cee and I heard everything he has to say about me. It was absolutely awful, and all lies to begin and end with. However, Marty was interrupted when he heard a common friend call out my name. And then he dashed off and locked himself in the bathroom. Truly, he didn’t have the balls to face me. I wonder why?

Two hours have passed and almost all the guest have left. Cee Cee and I were patiently waiting in her car (I hid mine a block away from Ivan’s house) for Marty to get out. I just couldn’t leave without confronting my ex-friend (that’s what he is now). I also wanted this gossiping to end, once and for all. And I wouldn’t be in peace, if I let the night pass without saying a word. And so, after ten minutes of waiting we  saw Marty sneeking out thru the back door. But dumb fool, he parked his car a couple meters away from Cee Cee’s. And soon as he was about to get in his car, I showed myself and he was shocked in disbelief. He turned pale and was freaking nervous, that he couldn’t even put his key in.

“Oh dear, Marty. You can’t leave just yet, we have some unfinished business to attend.” I said to him. His eyes were wide open, “Please Nell, don’t hurt me!” I had all the plans of beating him up, but I didn’t. “And why would I do that, Marty? Do I look like a mob to you?” I said with a grin. Suddenly he got on his knees and said, “God, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry! I won’t do it again.” Looks like someone’s guilty. “But we haven’t even discussed anything yet.” And here’s Cee Cee behind me laughing. She yelled out, “You are one piece of timid scum, Marty!” Obviously, he was scared as hell and  almost peed in his pants. I felt sorry for the guy, so I just said to him, “Hey Marty, I’ll keep this talk short and simple, okay? If I ever hear you talk smack about me again. There will be no confrontations like this. I’d rather beat the living daylight out of you than talk garbage. Are we clear?” He nodded and then I turned my back. Marty quickly got in his car and drove off. Cee Cee and I gave each other a high five and went separate ways after.

Honestly, I was so close to wrestling Marty down if not for Cee Cee who talked me out of it. She told me to think a couple times before taking actions. But I swear, the next time he does that to me. I certainly wouldn’t mind teaching that fool a lesson. My two year Judo training would certainly come in handy. Hahahah!

Goodbye, Lola Socorro

She came into my office four years ago, asking for help with her medical bills. Guess, she thought our department handles patient billing. She was mad, complaining that people are giving her the run around. That was how I first met her, all grumpy. I did help and directed her to people (I know) that can give her assistance. And from that day onwards, she started calling me Apo (grandson).

Every now and then, she would come to see me in the hospital. Bringing me stuff from her hometown in Bicol and sometimes, she’d be bringing homemade goodies. That’s the Lola Socorro I know, kind hearted and open handed. So when the news go to me this morning that she passed away from colon cancer. I couldn’t help but feel upset. I had to stop in the middle of my house chores, got on my knees and said a little prayer for a dear friend and my adopted grandmother.

I will miss her dearly: her smile, her love and her ever generous heart. Namomo-ot ako sa imo, Lola…

 

I Don’t Mind If You Forget Me

I am borrowing this phrase from my good friend, Abby. After what happened to me and a friend last night, I really do not mind wiping his name off my list. First and foremost, hitting women in a huge no-no!  I don’t care if you’re straight, gay, bisexual, trisexual (if there is such a thing), transgender or a drag queen. Fact is, never hurt a lady or anyone for that matter. I am a strong believer that people who does this kind of abuse, are a bunch of cowards and insecure freaks. Who very much deserve to get locked up in a state prison or better yet, a mental institution. Remember this,

People who treat other people as less than human must not be surprised when the bread they have cast on the waters comes floating back to them, poisoned…

Thank You, Miss Elle

Dearest Nell,

Dream what you want to dream,
Go where you want to go,
Be what you want to be,
Because you have only one life,
And one chance to do all things,
You want to do.

And may you have happiness,
Throughout the years,
Best wishes to you, my friend.

Love, Ellen

PS: Wish I had your courage and determination…

One Hour and Five People To Feed

I called my friends about 6:30 PM to cancel on our Valentines date. I had some more work to do and I was already dead tired. So dinner at home, a movie and good night sleep wouldn’t be such a bad idea to spend my hearts day. Besides, I didn’t feel like getting in line just to wait for a darn table.

Ten minutes later, my cellphone rang and it was Cee Cee on a three way call with Ken. They said that they’re canceling the whole dinner at a restaurant and decided to have dinner at my place. I was totally speechless and these two didn’t even wait for my answer. They just said, “Okay Hon, we’ll see you in an hour. Ciao!”

Wholly crap, an hour! The clock is ticking and I’m still in the office. I called my sister right away and asked what goods we have in the pantry, from there I can probably whip out something and use what I have at home. Golly, my friends are driving me insane.  But I needed to act quickly, and so I packed my bags and headed for the nearby grocery store.

For dinner, I’ve decided to make some Artichoke-Pimiento Dip (with French Bread) and my Thirty Minute Pasta Bolognese. I’ve only had 45 minutes left to prep and cook dinner (after grocery shopping), and take note - for five people. Thankfully, the dip was done in five minutes and the pasta’s already baking in the oven five minutes before my deadline. I did make it in time, and my guest did arrive on the dot.

We had a simple dinner, did some karaoke singing to release our frustrations from a hard days work, watched the movie Waiting to Exhale, and had some strawberry cheesecake ice cream after to satisfy our desire for sweetness. It was great, way better than my idea of an early nap. By 11 pm, we decided to call it a night. I was dead tired to the N-th level and have a whole load of dishes to clean, but I must admit — I had so much fun!

PS: By the way, I forgot to mention that a surprise (if I can call it that) was left on my door, and that I almost stepped on it. There was no card, no name or whatsoever. So it was probably from him (need I mention the name) either that or it was delivered to my house by mistake. But nonetheless, whoever he (or she, you never know) maybe — thank you!

Laughing With A Friend

Dearest Friend, 

Across the miles
you touched my life,
opened my eyes, and
filled my empty heart.

Strangers, yet friends,
our spirits reach out,
always touching, never apart.
 

Thanks for the good laugh, I so needed that badly! 

 

Lunch With Miss Elle

At first it was Caramel Macchiato waiting for me on my office desk yesterday morning, and then an email inviting me to have lunch with her at the nearby Sushi Restaurant. Hmmm, what is going on here?

Needless to say, I accepted the invitation and had lunch with my boss, Miss Elle. This is the first time I’m going out with her and it’s sort of uncomfy at first. But soon as we gave each other a big warm hug and had a wacky conversation. All the unpleasantries were gone in an instant.

Lunch was great and we had a fabulous time reminiscing our verbal spats at work. We were laughing out loud and was absolutely amused of our foolishness. And after a good hour of fun, we got up from our seats, gave each other another hug and said our thank you’s. It sure is nice to finally break that barrier between us, and calling each other friends…