WTF

WTF.    Today Jonathan gets home from work and asked if I'll have a problem sitting with Jason and his girlfriend at the Acklands Grainger Winter Party next Saturday.    What does that even mean?    Is he expecting that I'm going to be a total loon or something?     Okay, I don't even know what to say about that one.   I'll admit I'd be much, much happier if they weren't there at all.   But on the other hand, it is also my opportunity to see what's up.  Am I looking forward to this?   No, not really but I'll make the best of it, just like I do everything else in my life.

The other evening we went out for dinner and drinks with Randy and Glenna to this restaurant over in Glenmore Landing.    They bought us some champagne to celebrate the wedding news.   It was nice.    Over the course of the evening talk turned to vacation destinations and Jonathan mentioned that he and I would be going to Palm Springs in February.     This was another WTF moment.   I didn't let on that I was surprised by this news and the conversation just went on as normal.     Yesterday evening I asked Jonathan when I was suddenly invited to this get-a-way.    Then he launches into his big "well nothing is guaranteed yet, I have to make a call and see just what kind of a deal it is", etc.      He also made a reference that I was always invited to go.   My F'ing ass I was.   This was a golf holiday for his brothers and him.     Originally I thought it was for Jeff, Dawn, Jon and I but in less than 24 hours I was told otherwise.   So if I am to assume that I was always invited, I must be on some pretty good drugs or a total looser or something.

I haven't had the chance to go and have coffee with Penny since the wedding.   I'm dying to go and talk to her.  I need to see what her take is on the feelings I have over this wedding.    How come I'm so sick and tired of hearing that Jonathan is such a great guy to spring this wedding on me?     I'm still feeling slightly ripped off about the whole thing.    And to sit at the party on Saturday and hear more of it ... seriously, I may blow my top.    I need to let off a bit of steam before then.   Or I need her take on it so I can get my head around it some.