Opus Cooks
so opus cooked chicken stuffed with ricotta and spinach with a mushroom marinara sauce on spaghetti. it was as good as it sounded. opus had a friend come over with her spanking new edition of trivial pursuit. opus, his friend, eddie and i sat down to a good game of boys against girls.
about three questions opus's girlfriend called out an s.o.s. her evening plans were running amok and on top of that she felt ill. so opus let her know that although it spoiled his plans to come and get her that he would do it.
on our return the game continued sans eddie. our quick outing had sapped his enthusiasm for the game. talking to him this morning i found that he was soured on the game due to opus's quick departure.
that leads me to think that i have a different expectation where relationships are concerned... i drop what i'm doing and run far too often so that my better half can count on me.
legalbeagle says fish, or cut bait. she could be saying it to the boy but she could just as easily be speaking to me... we both need to decide if we're going to do this and then just go about doing it. all the excess drama can't be good for my ulcer or my diary entries.
