February 5, 2000
Rucky Key

I woke up way past when I should have. I'm ashamed to even say when. So I straightened myself up because I had to go to Dad's. I realized halfway there that I hadn't even brushed my teeth. So I visited and played with Connor, hung out and had to go home to get ready to go out to dinner with my father-in-law, my stepmother-in-law, my brother-in-law and his girl. I thought we were just going out to dinner. It turned out to be a 15 course event that involved 25 other people that I had never met before.

I hate that, I always feel cornered when I find out that I have to meet new people with no warning. I'm not antisocial, I was just geared up for an eating of gluttony around those that I could unbutton my top button once I got too full.

To make it even more of a head spinner, the people that I was dining with were high cotton doctors and professors. You'd think those people would be capable of making interesting conversation. I did at least. They couldn't. I suppose they didn't like my little tribe too much either. One of them actually changed seats in the course of dinner away from us. We laughed our asses off while we went outside to mock them and scorch our lungs. Non-smoking restaurant, that evening only.

So I had Mai Tai's and ate until I burst, then scuttled out of there after 3 hours. Adam felt guilty for running out of there without going over to his Dad's for coffee. I had to give him a pep talk about how if his father doesn't understand that his son worked all day on a Saturday, and would like to get home to spend time alone with his wife, then he needs to talk to him about it. I told him he had nothing to feel guilty about and I think he believed me. But he still called when he got home to make sure they didn't think that we were just trying to get away from them.

See, I go through the same thing when it comes to my father and/or mother. I always feel like I haven't given enough. Why do we punish ourselves this way?

So, it was a lovely evening. We stopped for Caribou on the way home, and three hours later around 1a.m. Adam wanted Dunkin' Donuts. Then we dined on chocolate until 2, then promptly feel asleep on the couch. All in all, a decent Saturday.

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