Life can be a bitter pill to swallow every now and then. As luck would have it, I have been feeling ill and depressed the last few weeks as a result of a stomach issue that still plagues me (though thankfully I am on meds now and feeling just slightly better). I lost five pounds, ran to nutritionists and specialists all over the city, had mild panic attacks on a daily basis, and kept blowing off the fist-bumper (and some other adorable cuties) because I just didn’t feel right. I have been told that it’ll take at least two more weeks for my stomach to settle and adjust and I can start reintroducing foods to my diet slowly, but it has made me anxious and upset that I haven’t been able to enjoy my summer the way I’d like.
But I don’t have a full two weeks to recover. On Monday, I fly to Chicago for three more nights of Phish and come hell or high water I will be there busting a move. And somehow I am convinced that I am a superhero and that this is possible. It has to be.
Can we return to the fist-bumper for just a moment? I haven’t given up on him just yet (and am really hoping he hasn’t given up on me either). A few weeks ago, he asked me to go with him to a George Clinton show at the South Street Seaport. I declined. A week later, he invited me along to see Sufjan Stevens in Prospect Park. I was away from town that day and politely asked if I could take a rain check. I told him to still keep me in mind for upcoming events; I just worry he’ll think I’m flighty or disinterested. Recently we chatted via text message and he asked me to meet him at our neighborhood bar. I told him it was tempting but that it was getting late and that apparently I’m 90 years old. His response? “Yea but you look GOOD.” Good. In all caps. That’s flirting, yes?
In a recent email exchange with my gal Hutch from Be Awesome Instead, I confided that I think about the end before I can allow myself to get excited about the beginning. Is this the medication talking? It should be noted that I haven’t had any alcohol in well over a week.
It’s possible we may go out on Thursday. Here’s hoping he doesn’t invite seven of his closest friends along and I can properly get my flirt on. I’ll keep you posted!
Also, I have something pretty lovely planned for ya’ll this Friday. Please stop by!
Fingers crossed for Thursday. And if his friends are there… flirt anyway!!!
Does he know you haven’t been feeling well? I’m hoping Thursday works out just right for you and that you have a speedier recovery than what the docs are anticipating for your tummy!
I hope you take care of yourself and get some rest. (I know, I know…no rest for the weary.)
Hi there! I just stopped by from SITS to say hello. Sounds like this guy is seriously interested; don’t keep putting him off, or he might give up! Hope you feel better.
Hope you’ll drop by my blog and say hello, too!
Keeping my fingers crossed for Thursday…I expect an update soon after! 🙂
Get some rest while you can and I’m keeping my fingers crossed!
I’m really sorry he was such a bummer.
Being 90 is hard. 🙂 I totally giggled at that because you sound like me when it comes to “late” nights.
I hope your belly gets better! Craig had a nasty bacteria get in his gut one time and the medicine needed to get rid of the bad stuff, knocked him out for double the time he was on it!
Good for you for playing hard to get with the fist-bumper. I think he’s going to keep hanging on and asking you out and will NOT have friends the next time. Hope you feel better soon!
Hope you are fully recovered VERY soon and I hope that Thursday night works out.
🙂
Traci
It’s so fun, living vicariously through you with the dating! I am the one who’s 90, I’ve forgotten how to flirt with my husband! 🙂
Good luck on Thursday, hope you’re feeling much better!
Aw, babe…sorry to hear that. Scheisse!
Sending good vibes that your health returns to normal post-haste and that you feel like your vibrant, vivacious self again! In the meantime, please take care of yourself, dearie!
As for Fist Bumper, if he dares bring friends again[!] just say to him nicely that you’d really like it to be just the two of you next time, yada yada. And like Bonda, I also wanna know if you let him know you haven’t been feeling 100 per cent…?
xx
had fun reading this post! hope you too can get a long well.. just enjoy your time with each other and see where it will take you! good luck with the both of you..
I just hoping you feel better! thanks for sharing.
I had something nasty in my tummy lately too. I would say that it was on and off for a couple of weeks. It was at it’s worst last week. I hope that you are feeling better. Nothing sucks more than being sick in the summer! I can’t wait to hear what happens next with Fist Bumper.
Hope you are able to have your flirty date!
so sorry to hear you haven’t been feeling well. It’s supposed to be a gorgeous weekend so I hope you’re feeling up to enjoying it properly. As for the fist pumper, oh yes, that was definitely some flirting. 😉
Definitely flirty!
Sorry about the sickness issues. That’s never any fun. Get to feeling better quick!