Mixed Signals...
I like Beamer. I really like him, as evidenced by my confession to him.
Sometimes, I think he really likes me. Others, I think he isn't so sure.
I broke down, was a jellyfish, as usual, and called him, leaving a message on his voicemail. As I was leaving a message, I remembered that it is his bowling night. (He is a very busy boy--he is on a couple of softball teams, 2 fantasy football leagues and bowling.)
He did call back a half hour later, from the bowling alley. He is leaving Saturday morning to go to Columbia. We are going to talk tomorrow night and make plans for Friday night.
Here is what I am unsure about. I knew he was going out of town for the weekend. I assumed (you know what they say happens when you assume) that it was for the entire holiday weekend. But no--He was home Sunday morning. I am more than just a little disappointed that he didn't call me.
On a positive note, anyone who knows me knows I have some serious body image issues, however, my new swimsuit I am hoping to wear for Beamer, looks pretty darn cute on me. Sure, there is a 3 size difference between the tops and the bottoms (sadly, the bottoms are the larger of the two), but it looks good.
So, just for the record, since he said he would call me tomorrow night--probably around 9:30, I am not calling him. I am not calling, I am not calling, I am NOT calling! Seriously. Hold me to that!
Oh, and I think IM-guy might be snubbing me. Not sure, though. Huh. Surprisingly, not too big of a deal.
Sometimes, I think he really likes me. Others, I think he isn't so sure.
I broke down, was a jellyfish, as usual, and called him, leaving a message on his voicemail. As I was leaving a message, I remembered that it is his bowling night. (He is a very busy boy--he is on a couple of softball teams, 2 fantasy football leagues and bowling.)
He did call back a half hour later, from the bowling alley. He is leaving Saturday morning to go to Columbia. We are going to talk tomorrow night and make plans for Friday night.
Here is what I am unsure about. I knew he was going out of town for the weekend. I assumed (you know what they say happens when you assume) that it was for the entire holiday weekend. But no--He was home Sunday morning. I am more than just a little disappointed that he didn't call me.
On a positive note, anyone who knows me knows I have some serious body image issues, however, my new swimsuit I am hoping to wear for Beamer, looks pretty darn cute on me. Sure, there is a 3 size difference between the tops and the bottoms (sadly, the bottoms are the larger of the two), but it looks good.
So, just for the record, since he said he would call me tomorrow night--probably around 9:30, I am not calling him. I am not calling, I am not calling, I am NOT calling! Seriously. Hold me to that!
Oh, and I think IM-guy might be snubbing me. Not sure, though. Huh. Surprisingly, not too big of a deal.
posted by Beth at
8:14 PM
2 Comments:
I wouldn't be too upset that he didn't call you on Sunday. You don't even know if you and he are 'offically' dating, right? Don't even think about it.
And, don't call him...he said he would call you. You have broken down a few times and called him...let him call you this time.
Great news about the swimsuit!
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Anonymous, at 3:20 PM
No, we really aren't officially anything. Well, obviously I am officially smitten, but I guess that and a quarter will get me something pretty from the gumball machine. :)
I am not calling...I WILL be strong. I know he is calling late tonight, so that takes some of the anxiety of tonight out of everything.
I am not happy with the swimsuit in that the top is striped, and in the picture they were lined up on the cups, but mine are not, so it makes me look lopsided. I e-mailed them that it feels like false advertising to show the one where the stripes are lined up, but send out ones where they are not, but you know how that goes...I got a "sorry" and that was about it.
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Beth, at 6:26 PM
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