Me. That would be me. I got some. Last night.
As I told a friend, it's not that we haven't been meeting up, it's that there hasn't been a lot of time for lovin' and lazin' about.
She wrote back "Note to self - do NOT disturb tonight!"
It was blissfully quiet on the text front. I didn't have to deal with random messages or emergency texts, which was a good thing!
We met after dinner cos BIKSS had a work thing, then we headed to the festival village for supper cos there's a Night Festival thing going on this week. Unfortunately it had rained quite heavily in the afternoon and evening and the organisers hadn't put anything down on the ground so by the time we got there everything was muddy and wet.
We walked in but according to BIKSS after about a minute into the food zone I froze in my tracks. To hear him telling it, I stopped walking, looked down, looked up and around, and then for the next 40seconds I just didn't move.
Which is when he said let's go across the road from the train station, there'll be food there. There was a mall. It was already 10 past 9, and I said so. There'll still be shops open with food to be got, he reassured me.
So we went. Into the mall. And shared a slice of cake and some fried wantons by way of a snack.
After that we drove home and the conversation consisted mostly of me apologising profusely for having dissed on his most recent acquisition, an AP watch which, when I saw it last week, I deliberately said nothing about because I didn't think it was nice. I mean, the one design feature that this brand is known for was the very thing I didn't like about it (also, I didn't know that it was their signature style). And I didn't know it was THE watch he had been gunning for (I knew he had intended to get one, as an investment piece, but I didn't know this was it) and thought it was just some rando piece he had ordered online - because he does that - based on the movement, and not the brand.
We had been playing Never Have I Ever (and I've been watching the series - Darren Barnet is my current wet dream!) and I said never have I ever held an AP watch in my hand. And he said "Oh, that's right, you disliked it so much you didn't even touch it to look at it". And I was like, wait, what? The green watch that I didn't like was THE watch? THAT was the watch?
No, this is not the watch. This is Darren Barnet.
THIS is the watch -
Ladies and gentlemen, he picked the Baby Shit Green one. I mean, who DOES that? I also don't like that 8 sided bezel. And the face (fine, dial) looks like little squares on a chocolate bar. And wouldn't you know it, those 3 things are precisely what he LIKES about the watch!
So then I launched into 15 minutes of very loud, very dramatic, very apologetic apologising! But I mean, how was I to know? It's not like he stuck it in front of me and said "Hey look at my AP watch? I got it today!" In fact he didn't say nothing about it. Until about 15 mins into our date when he casually, and I mean VERY casually, mentioned that I hadn't noticed his new watch. To which I replied, um, I did notice it, but I don't particularly have anything nice to say about it, so I opted to NOT mention it at all. "Oh, you don't like it?" "Er, it's not something I would pick myself, but you're totally entitled to like what you like," was what I said, I think. Something along those lines anyway.
And that was the end of that. Le sigh. So now I've told him that he needs to wear it again at some point so that I can oooh and aaah at it appropriately. I'll still probably tell him I don't like it, but at least I would have acknowledged it properly! LOL.
Aside from *that* fun evening, we also had dinner Monday night at a smokehouse nearby. We decided to just drive around this one area and see what exciting restaurant we might chance upon. And it was pretty exciting. It was a first time for both of us trying smoked and battered fish, and hush puppies. And we also had a bowl of chilli. And that left me with a mini tummy ache. I suspect it was a combination of all that deep fried food (I don't do well with deep fried foods) and just over-eating.
beef chilli
hush puppies
smoked battered fish
After dinner we sat on and watched some of the other diners and had a lovely time making up stories about the people around us. Those two are on a first date, you think? Nah, they're probably on date 3 or 4. SHE'S definitely keen on him, but HE looks like some rich kid who's just hanging out and having a meal with a friend. Oh my, she keeps pulling up on her bra. Strapless, I think, so it might be slipping down. Probably not a well-fitted bra. Which is SO important. LOL. Oh look, he's just tapping away on his phone while she's preening and laughing ever so delicately.
Oh and those two. They're made for each other, look at their faces! They're like a mirror image of each other. Same face shape, even features. And both tall and thin! But gosh they're eating a lot for a couple of skinny people eh?
Turns out I knew one of the waiters from my mid 20s, the partying days, I suppose. He had a twin who was keen on me, while he himself had a thing for a good friend of mine. I went up to him and asked which brother he was! I mean, identical twins right? And I hadn't seen them both in a couple of decades, yanno?
He gave me his name, not recognising me, until I said my girlfriend's name and I swear his eyes lit up!
OH, yes, I remember her! You're (insert my name here)?? Wow it's been a long time! How is she? Married? Kids?
Um, yes, married. She's good. Lives just one street away from here, as a matter of fact! I'll let her know you're here and maybe we can drop by for dinner one day, and you can say hi to her yourself :)
Anyway, it was a good week all round.
In mother updates, I met with the palliative care team from some programme mum got referred to, and they were so lovely and kind. Did a preliminary exam for mum while they were here - checked her BP, assessed her swallowing ability (dysphagia), did a rectal exam to check for constipation, listened to her lungs etc. I suppose all the usual old-people-illness suspects.
More good news - this means all her medical care will now come under ONE agency and I don't have to go back and forth between home medical care people and psycho-geri people and physiotherapist etc. They'll also be able to get me subsidised rates for her drink thickener and kidney supplements which is a huge relief! And best of all, even tho there is a nominal fee for doctor visits ($34) they also did say that as the end draws near we might require frequent visits from the doctor or nurse - but not to worry because the service is capped at $76 per calender month regardless of how many times someone has to come in to see to her.
This is very reassuring.
Mum herself is in good spirits generally. The new regime we have her on is probably the best we've had since she started on the road down dementia lane. She's communicative, can let us know when she needs to pee and poop, is now able to stand to turn herself around when we transfer her to the commode, she'll laugh and giggle with us - and the new caregiver, which is awesome! - and she's sleeping better. Not right through the night, altho she has managed that a couple of times a week, but she's managing 4-6 hours every night at least.
My world is brighter, my nipples are achey, pussy is sore and the choking and face slapping have made a comeback. I even managed a cum last night! Brilliant.
And here's a chip pic cos I haven't posted any in a long long time -
Cos cassava chips are a shade less unhealthy than potato chips. Oh who am I kidding!?!
