Karma

I know when I was dating Hollywood, I made some bullshit moves. Now I know what I did to my friends and quite frankly..I'm sorry. I had friends cover and for what? I'm not with him now..and that friend who covered for me the most, in the end, fucked me over. Fast forward to this weekend....

At this moment, I sit in a mid south city while my friend is meeting the love of her life. Someone who supposedly went to school with us. I don't remember him, everyone I asked doesn't know him and he doesn't seem to want to talk about our small hometown either. Makes it fishy to me but hey, this is the path she chose to lead.

We met up with the mystery man and as I silently predicted, she ditched me and went with him. Then proceeded to call me at 230AM to let me know they were coming back to MY hotel because they couldn't find one.

Before we embarked on our journey, I asked her if I could bring someone. She was dead set on not having anyone else and when I told her I didn't want to be the 3rd wheel, she stated over and over I wouldn't be. But we all know, and even I knew that was gonna happen. It did.

I tried to make the best of this trip by trying to get some photos done and it was nice to have a room to myself last night but that isn't the subject here. All y'day, they held hands in the car and texted each other back n' forth. Seriously, I could have used someone on my side. I understand if she didn't want sporto to come but I have a friend that we could have picked up along the way.

Either way, its almost time for us to leave and as adimate as she was about not having anyone else come with...I'm the same way about leaving. I want to be on the road by 8 because I want to get home to MY boyfriend. Who I miss very very much.

We have 600 miles to go and a long time in the car. I just might let her have it. I'm so furious.

Finding myself in unusual situations

Did I mention Sporto has kids?! Oh yeah. Two. I call it trying out for the role of step mom. But, sometimes I have my doubts.

I met the kids a few weeks after we started dating. Every time he asked me when I wanted to meet them I told him the ball was in his court, when he felt the time was right, then we'd do it.
Then came the news his family was coming in from out of state for a birthday party. So now the time crunch was on. His mission was for me to meet the kids before I met his mom.

Side note. 13 months, I never met Harleys family. 2 months, I meeting Sporto's mom and kids.

I kept looking at the calendar and knew time was running out until the Saturday before, I found myself at the dinner table. Just the four of us. I could only imagine what his daughter was thinking. Considering I was told from everyone she'd be the worst one to deal with. She texted the whole entire time. So I'm thinking she's texting her mom, friends, aliens who knows. All I could picture the texts to be was something like...I'm out with my dad's new gf, boring, wtf and who knows what other abbreviations she used.

Then I found out he told the kids about me as I picked them up.

Dinner was short and sweet and I couldn't wait for them to get picked up so I could grab and adult beverage...a VERY STRONG adult beverage.
It was then when I first started thinking, whoa, this isn't the life for me.

Then I thought, when you start questioning yourself that is when things happen.

Since then, we've had breakfast. One dinner a night has now turned into family nights on Tuesdays. And I took them to the city and even took his daughter to a ballgame on our own. We've taken the kids here and there and I can tell when we're all in the car together, Sporto is loving his life.

I think they like me. He says they love me. I'm not here to take the place of their mom. I think is great that they ask if I'm gonna be at their events. I'm grateful that Sporto and his ex and work it out because of the kids. At one of the events, the ex was there, I grabbed my phone and pretended to be on a work call.

Yes, I know I'll have to deal with her one day. But hey, we're only almost 4 months into this.

However, tonight.

Sporto called and has just told me now that he's running late and wants me to go to the daughter's talent show. Alone. She's expecting you at 630. I have 2 hours to show time. I've already called my backups in. I know the ex is going to be there. I just don't feel comfortable. I know sporto just wants his family together. I can see it, I can tell. I'm not opposed to going, I'm not ready to be friendly yet.

I know that sounds wrong and someday we'll get there. I'm sure. So far so good. I just don't want to rush a good thing to where it turns bad.

I'm so bad

at keeping up with this. But you know by now...if time passes and you don't hear from me....there must be men around. And there is.

A Saturday night back in January, I was working late and about to meet Harley for dinner. I left the white collar sweat shop and started to meet at that time ...the guy I was already dating for a year. My phone rang, it was a number I didn't know. Normally, I would let it go to the voice mail and pick it up later but for some reason...I answered it.

I was not expecting the voice on the other end. After I asked him five times if this was a joke, and throw in there a number of "are you serious" phrases. It was a guy I've had a crush on since high school. He asked what I was doing the next day. Well the next day, I had an appointment in the state next door. I asked why and he said -- he wanted to know if I wanted to "hang out".

By now, I'm almost to my dinner date and not wanting to let go of this opportunity. I said, I have to meet some friends for dinner but I'll go out tonight. Having said that, I knew, I just nailed many nails in the coffin.

So now I'm having dinner with Harley. Its another blah dinner with slow conversation but now I have -- lets call him -- Sporto. Yes, sporto texting me. I did all I could to hurry up dinner with Harley and get back to base to see if Sporto really was the real deal.

Now some background on Sporto. Our families are friends, best friends. We pretty much know each others baggage going into this. I know he's got two kids, I have none. I have two dogs. I know he's been in trouble. I have not. And we're both living at home due to recent divorce issues.

I fly back to town, get to the bar and sure enough. He's there. I'm in shock. Now I'm getting these I can't believe he finally called me moments. You know the moments where you just stare and shut up because you can't find the words. I mean I'm usually quick witted but not with him.

Now, knowing I have to be up at 5AM to make my trip, we decided to go to a few bars to talk. We run into his dad who was so thrilled he left us money at one bar when we got there. And at that bar was the same bartender who was there a few weeks before when I asked about him. mmm...

So now we're drinking, talking -- he tells me he's had my number for weeks and just now made the call. I'm thinking if you would have called me when you got my number that would have eliminated a few mistakes I made the week before. (More on that later)...

Its almost bar close, I know I have to leave and now Sporto want to go with me to my meeting. I'm like I can't take you. As much as I would LOVE to, I can't. Then he looks at me and says I just wanna kiss you now. And I'm dying on all levels.

To make a long story short..after a short make out session. I'm on my way home not knowing what to think because I have to be up in like 180 min and I've have WAY to much to drink. But I'm also flying high on Sporto.

Its been over three months. Sporto and I are still together. Harley is gone, but we still talk. And we talk more now because he wants me back. Its cute but I just don't know.

I promise I'll fill in the blanks even more. Because I do have interesting stories to tell since Sporto is here.