Drama Follows Me...Again

We all know that I seem to have a penchant for drama. I try to reason that I'm not a drama queen but drama just follows me, kind of like my little shadow.

This weekend, Brad can attest to this tidbit about me and maybe even has a physical reminder of it! We decided to grab dinner at the Short North before going to a birthday party for a friend. We arrived at The Rossi at a decent "dinner" time, 7:30 or so. Of course, being in the Short North on a Saturday evening, we had to wait for a table. Looking around, there is no good "waiting" area at The Rossi. So, a few seats at the bar opened up and we decided to grab them. To our credit, we did notice the fairly drunk woman on the stool next to us, but she seemed harmless, just about falling over onto the guy on the other side of her! But, as soon as we sat down, it started. She called Brad an "a-hole" and then proceeded to tell me, "Honey, stay away from him, he's bad news!" We decided to placate her and just agree. Harmless as it seemed, I mean she was only 100 lbs. maybe, soaking wet, we proceeded to chat about whatever it was. I did notice that this woman was staring me down. Then, she broke into our conversation again and warned me against Brad yet again. This was getting humorous if uncomfortable as well! Finally, it happened. She hauled off and slugged Brad in the side of the head with her fist!!

Honestly, I didn't know what to do or say. As he was recovering, more dazed from the unexpected than hurt, I pulled a waitress aside and asked if she could help this woman. She was there alone, we thought. They helped her to a cab and she proceeded to refuse the cab. I'm not sure what happened to her and I was pretty worried about her state. She was alone, drunk or high, at 7:30 on a Saturday night. Being a woman, I can see what a precarious position that can be. I hope with all my heart that she found a place that she can be safe and can find the help that she most obviously needs.

Still, makes for a good story!

Snow Dump

We just got dumped on with 5 inches of snow all within about 18 hours! And now dealing with freezing temps...

Seriously when did I think that it was a smart idea to stay in the Midwest. I hate cold and snow is only good for skiing.

Driving in the snow/ice scares me to no end. Probably this fear stems from the serious car accident that happened when I was in college. I was a passenger in a car that skidded off the highway on ice and then got hit by a semi truck (twice). Miraculously, I sustained no serious injuries in the wreck. My siblings also walked away with minor bumps/bruises. My mom, however, dealt with a few bruised ribs and cut to the forehead as well as a serious phobia to driving for a while. I had to do all the driving for her during the break and then it was my car that was totalled, so I had to do without until we found another car. It was my one and only time in an ambulance and I was more worried about my little brother and mom than about any injuries that I may have. Every since, I have flashbacks to the wreck whenever I have to drive on the snow and ice. Not serious enough to stop driving, a necessity in Columbus...I can't remember actually getting hit by the semi but I can remember seeing it coming toward us. God obviously had a purpose for my life past that day.

But, as I do every year, I will get through the winter driving season and forget all about that wreck until next winter!

Threw Me for a Loop...

So, haven't really mentioned much about how first dates have been going...

I much more enjoy living life, I guess, than writing about it, so I seem to leave out from my blog all the good parts.

I finally got a reality check last night! Not that 30 is old by any means, but not much surprises me in the arena of dating. I have seen it all, either through personal experience or through a friend's experience. But, I have been seeing someone recently, let's call him J. We've only been out a few times and we currently live 2 hours away although he plans to move to C-bus in the next few months. My approach to relationships: slow as molasses! My thought has always been that too many people complain about taking too little time, but how many times do you hear of people complaining about taking too much time? I certainly haven't!

I've been keeping all guys that I meet at arms length so that I won't get hurt. The few times that I have let the relationship move at a quick pace, I've always gotten hurt. I've heard every excuse in the book..."I'm not over an ex", "It's not you, it's me", etc. I've let boys invade my heart that were probably not worthy but who said all the right things. Essentially, I got burned...

So, I became selfish in my dating habits. If I don't let them too close, I can't get hurt. But, I forgot to consider that they have feelings too and are putting their hearts on the line. Guys just don't reveal the emotions. During breakups, I swore that my heart would break and was devastated to think that my former guy's heart stayed in tact. Even when they are telling me that they miss me every day and it hurts, I just didn't believe them.

I think that J is really feeling my emotional distance. He had pulled back on texting which to me signaled, "he's just not that into me"! I started to distance myself even more in preparation for total loss of communication. So imagine my surprise when I heard from him last night. And imagine my shock when I figured out that he's distancing himself from me, not because "he's just not that into me" but because he's afraid of liking me and then getting his heart broken...

So, in my panic to protect myself, I forgot to think about the other person involved. I forgot about real human emotions and focused on how to guard myself. Do I think that I'll let him get too close, too soon...absolutely not. I'm still a smart chick and he needs to respect that. But, I will be more mindful that I'm not just risking my heart, but I'm risking another human being's emotions. Wow, how did I make it to 30 without thinking through this? Kind of throws you for a loop...