Yay, Mom!

Well, while the guy I met via the net recently is still pleasant to talk to he has gotten ahead of himself two times already. The previous conversation I wrote about, I left out the single thing that was a warning light. We spoke about cars and at one point he asked if I drive. I told him no and we talked about why. He eventually said he’d teach me if I’d like. I brushed that off, but automatically thought he was jumping the gun with that. We live states away, just met, that night was our first day to converse and he comes up with that?
Well, I saw him again tonight. We haven’t swapped emails as much since he got on late, but another light went off. He wanted to see if we could talk on the phone before he called it a night. This is the second night we’ve conversed and he asks that?!
To my luck, I don’t use phones anyway. Ah, auditory processing disorders… I explained to him about the whole problem phones give me. He responded that he was sorry about that. Sigh…
If this happens a third time, I guess I’ll just have to give up. I’ll likely talk to my mom about what occurred tonight at some point. I told her about him tonight. She seemed uncertain. I told her my views vaguely and she easily got what I meant. She knew I was pretty uncertain myself, I think.
While I’ve always liked the idea of having the protective brothers who’d make a potential person for me quiver in fear for hanging out with me and the father who will make threats and give “the talk”, it surprised me when my mother told me more or less that if anyone was interested in me in a way that was beyond decent, the person wouldn’t have time to worry about my brothers. She’d have the guy in prison.
That left me with all smiles. I hugged her and told her it made me feel so loved. Yeah, most people would likely dread having a protective family like that, but it actually comforts me. It reassures me, makes me feel protected and makes me know I am very much loved. I am happy.

Update:

After “holding council”, I decided to just block him. While he was nice and everything, he made a yellow light turn on the first night and then a red one on the second. I didn’t feel anything in regards to him and the red light was unnerving. I blocked him.

They’re Out to Get Me…

Well, there was something I didn’t learn about until a day before, so Thursday was busy. Those blood tests mentioned a while ago for the physical… yeah, I went in for that around eight in the morning with my mom. We were there for about an hour. Since I hadn’t eaten for over Twelve hours my chest was starting to bother me, so yeah, my ulcer is still healing.
We stopped at IHOP to my delight. Their hash browns are good. After we ate it was time to do errands. Something was up with insurance coverage, so my mom was having an issue over losing around eighty bucks that shouldn’t have been charged. We were there for almost two hours. The bright sun outside and the fluorescent lights of the store left me very out of it.
When that was finally over we stopped at a consignment shop my mom takes her old clothes to. The ones that weren’t taken went to the Salvation Army. After that, Mom stopped by the small mall-thing and got some mascara. Then we finally went home. It was around twelve-thirty then.
Mom ate lunch and we watched some television until our second winds came along. Around one-twenty we then left to a bank. My mom made an account and we got to sit there for a gloriously long time as well.
We finally got back home and I ate a small lunch at two-fifteen. Mom got ready to go to the gym and I stayed up for an hour until I could finally collapse, since I didn’t sleep much the night before.
So, from about three-thirty to seven-forty I was dead to the world. Mom woke me up, wanted to watch some shows and so I rose. I had a bowl of cereal and joined her. She told me the rest of her day and I asked about our plans for Friday. By ten, we called it a day. She got ready for bed and I got on here to type all this.
Well, Friday was pretty busy. I woke up at five to take the Nexium and then ate around six. At seven I hit the treadmill and got my shower in at eight. Around nine-thirty my mom and I left for our trip. She stopped to fill up the car and we were off.
We got into town around twelve-thirty. It took a while for us to find my sister’s apartment because my mom completely forgot she moved to a different area in the complex and then had no idea where to find her area. After a while I took lead and we found my sister.
We stopped in, talked and finally hit the road again. We headed to where my great aunt lives and stopped by the cemetery to place flowers down. It was April tenth, the same day my grandfather died. Sadly, I really don’t remember him.
Well, we piled back in and then ate lunch. I really needed it because I hadn’t eaten since six. That is about seven or so hours of not eating. We stopped at a small shop. I had a club sandwich, my mom a veggie burger and my sister pork loins. We ate, we became full and then we left.
Then we visited my great aunt. We hugged and caught up. My mom talked about my Dad’s eye surgery and the whole thing about her phone. My sister and I looked through a photo album and eventually Karin arrived. She’s my mother’s cousin.  More talking commenced.
Eventually we rose and went to the dining area. My great aunt made some peach cobbler and fixed up some tea. I avoided due to my ulcer, but I have never liked cobbler anyways, so it was fine. There was more talk and I got around to mentioning family some.
Well, my mom and I needed to hit the road again, so we said out goodbyes and looked outside to see a pig had gotten loose in my great aunt’s property. We left then and headed back for my sister’s apartment. On our way back something happened that caused traffic to pick up and the access road was in a very interesting condition.
We got to my sister’s place, relaxed some and they looked up on the net to see what happened. It was relayed to me and then my sister showed a bride’s maid dress she’d be wearing in a week or two to a friend’s wedding.
We soon left after that. I fell asleep the rest of the trip. We got home around seven and I worked on making myself something to eat since it had been over the time I’m supposed to eat. I told my mom the past two days really screwed me over and that she was out to ruin all my progress in fighting this ulcer I have.
Well, the rest of the night is a blur to me. I checked some places and decided to join Myspace of all things. Yeah, it is pretty bizarre for me to do such a thing, but after talking to my sister, I thought it wouldn’t hurt. It is the only way I’d be able to contact a few of my old friends to see how they are doing.
Another thing happened. I have recently gone to a site where people can meet. I made my profile and was apparently winked. I had no idea what a wink was and so looked it up. The concept made me uncomfortable, but I answered anyway.
Saturday came up and my dad helped screw my schedule up even more. I hadn’t eaten since seven the night before. I didn’t wake up until eleven the next morning! He said he didn’t want to wake me up since I was so exhausted. I was fretting in my mind, “So you’d rather my ulcer to start hurting me again!?”
I ate some cereal, took a shower and talked with my mom.
Around twelve my dad comes around and wants to go to the grocery store. When I told him how long I went without eating, he looked at me and gave that “Aww, why’d you do such a thing” voice and look. That annoyed me. If he had woken me up like he was supposed to I would have gotten my medicine in me and would have eaten. Screw my exhaustion. I would have simply gone back to sleep after the pill and eating.
Sigh.
Well, we went to the store, got groceries, I put them up and eventually collapsed again due to the past two days catching up on me. I woke again around five-thirty, which was lucky since that was only six hours since I last ate. I fixed up a peanut butter sandwich and ate.
I’ve been up since then, reading, sorting crystals and ultimately getting to know that guy who winked me. Pretty much he just wanted to get to know me a bit and that made me feel more at ease. Yeah, he read my response and we started talking around six-thirty. So far he is nice and we have simply exchanged emails. He lives up in the central area of the east coast. He is eight years older than me and lives in a town smaller than mine!
So far, I really haven’t much to say to this. It is really the first time I’ve ever done such a thing, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt. I need to socialize more and I really have no way to do such other than on the Internet.
Anyway, we stopped around ten-thirty. I then made my midnight meal and resumed my reading. I went to bed around one, I believe.
I woke briefly to take my Nexium around six and then woke up at seven. I ate my usual oatmeal and an hour later I hit the treadmill. After taking a shower, the day has been pretty slow. Come ten or so my father and I went to the grocery store to pick up a few items.
We got back, I snacked on some grapes and crackers and then organized some more. I have a ton of tumbled crystals and it is now getting hard to keep them in order. After spending an hour or so on that, I finished what I could and got to reading.
I just now finished lunch and have finished writing this. The rest of the day will likely be spent reading. My eldest brother and his girlfriend should be dropping by for dinner. Other than that nothing much comes up other than that I will have a dentist appointment on the fifteenth.