June 8, 2009
you know what's weird?
going on one of your first 'official' assignments and getting hot from being out in the sun shooting....so you walk next door to a diner to get a drink of water - you know, to stave off that womanly glow. and you go through line and decide that maybe a bite of mac and cheese would be nice since it's homemade and all that. and you sit down and wonder to yourself, 'mmmmm, i wonder if there are napkins at that counter.' and you look around this guy blocking you, smack dab into the face of your ex-husband. yeah, him. the one that ran away with a ballet dancer.
well, not so much as ran away but....i'm going to stick with that because it was like 16 years ago and it's all water under the bridge really.
and you lock eyes and probably both wonder - 'is he/she going to acknowledge me' and then you both look away. he continues to talk to the blocker and i open my cell to call a lifeline so i don't have to stare at him. and you think, 'is ten minutes long enough to show i don't care but not long enough to have a total panic attack because i don't look amazing?' nah, probably not...but that is all i could take.
and you realize...going back home to a small town....it is really a small town. and after you tell at least three to four female friends what happened and they all agree it that i handled it well and they would have done the same thing - you laugh at yourself. and you thank god that your sister reminded you that your root needed retouching last night and you did what she told you. and you laugh at his steel gray head of hair....but you curse his ability to stay so very slim.
and you think, well - that's out of the way now. totally weird, right?