Jacque Chihuahua

July 8, 2007 at 10:43 pm (Attitude in Overdrive, Nate, Relationships)

That’s the newest nickname for our Jack-Jack. Nate mentioned the other night that he had ears like a Chihuahua so we renamed him Jacque Chihuahua, except we pronounce Chihuahua as, “she WAH WAHHHHHHHH”. It sort of has a Chinese feel to it.

Date with E. didn’t happen yesterday. I wasn’t really feeling it so it didn’t hurt my feelings that he didn’t call as he said he would and I didn’t call him. See, if someone says, “I’ll call you tomorrow night,” then I expect them to call me at the designated time and if they don’t then I assume either they don’t want to talk or something came up that’s keeping them from calling and me calling them would just make things worse.

Plus, we had a bit of disagreement. I know, already??? Not me! He called and while talking he said he had thought of three questions to ask me and I should think of three questions to ask him. I was sooo not in the mood for one question, much less three, however, I played along. Later, when he called back, he asked what my question was. I asked him if he would like to have lunch/dinner at a particular place.

He responded then said, “Well, I was expecting something a bit deeper than “where do you want to eat?” I wanted something that was going to make me think.”

Really, well, here was his deep, thoughtful question, “When was the last time you were in love?” About two years ago. Next deep, thoughtful question. It kind of pissed me off, so I asked him, “Okay, when was the last time you were in love?”

“Oh NO! You can’t ask me the same question I asked you!” What is this, third grade? I know you are, but what am I?

As I pointed out to my friend Juan, deep, meaningful conversations are not made, they’re born. Also, I’m sure if I had asked him to compare and contrast “The Ladder of Love” from Plato’s Symposium and chapters 2 and 25 from Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet that he would have whined about that too.

Also, and oddly enough, we were supposed to go on a sight-seeing tour and I told him that I had thought I’d better drive and before I got “drive” out of my mouth he blurted out, “NO!” Hmm. He then said, “Oh, you were going to say something else?” Yeah, like its a very curvy road and given that I’ve driven on said road and you haven’t and given that I have seen all of the sights perhaps it would be better if I drove so you wouldn’t have to worry about navigating said roads and instead could enjoy the sights.

I also have no tolerance for someone who suddenly has to prove they’re right and I’m wrong, and I’m shallow and they’re deep, and they’re an intellectual and I’m just a redneck, country girl from the South who doesn’t know her ass from a hole in the ground. Well, he got part of it right, I am a redneck country girl from the South, who also happens to know when an ass should be in a hole in the ground.

For all interested, I did make a phone call but it was after hours on Friday. We’ll see what happens on Monday. My depression has not lifted but I’ve been trying to spend more time in the sun and take it “one day at a time.” Hell, sometimes I’m happy to make it through the next minute.

Nate had a great birthday. I bought tickets to the midnight showing of “Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix,” so his birthday will continue for a few more days. Everyone have a wonderful week.