Sunday, December 16, 2007

hit me, beat me...it's okay, because i love you......

That seems to be what a friend of mine is thinking. Over a year ago she was dating said girlfriend hitter. He got mad at her (oh but he was really wasted) and smacked her around. She ended things that night when he did that and soon after she moved to a different state for a job. Well, she ended up moving back to MI and what is the first thing she said to me? That she misses said a-hole and that she's going to see him. Didn't take too long before she said she wants him back, blah blah blah - and it seems that it's heading toward a reconciliation/getting back together. He's actually being the intelligent one in this case and holding things off. For whatever reason, and I've never met him, but I've never got a good feeling about him.

I just would not let someone back into my life that hit me at any time. A person does not hit another if they love them, and sorry to sound sexist, but a man does not hit a woman. I'm all about equality in the workplace, and equality when it comes to the mind. But there are definitely physical differences between women and men that cannot be denied. A man who hits a woman is using those differences as leverage and power over a woman and that makes them a giant coward. Not only a coward but the biggest a-hole on the planet.

When my friend starts talking about this a-hole, I really don't say anything. I've made my feelings about him known back when she first started talking about seeing him again. Reminding her of the beating. Guess it went in one ear and out the other. And here I never thought she'd become one of those broken women who takes the abuse because they believe there is nothing else.

Okay, I'm done ranting about horrible men. How about a head-scratcher instead? I was out yesterday at one of my favorite local semi-fast food semi-chains (it's very localized to the west side of the state). I was brushing the snow off of my car (because in the 20 minutes I was inside the place, the snow had piled up to where I couldn't see, yeah I was happy) when a car pulls in, and I hear "Excuse me ma'am?" So I turn, and there's a guy pretty much blocking my car with his in the lot. He says "I need to get to Allegan?" So immediately I thought he needed directions, because he ended the statement with the up inflection on Allegan, which says question, not statement. So I said, "Okayyyyyy..." and he said, "No, I know how to get there, I just am out of gas and I am wondering if you have any spare change?" To which I said, "I don't have any cash, sorry." And he drove off.

Let's see. You drive around asking for money for gas, but yet you're out of gas. Here's a thought, STOP DRIVING AROUND. You're using more gas driving around than making it I'm sure to make it to Allegan. Oh, and I did have cash. I just prefer not to give it to morons.

As far as my craftiness is concerned, I've been holding myself back from buying more yarn. I'm very very close to finishing my gray blouson sweater (I have maybe a half-inch to go on the body and then it's the arms and then I'm done). I've told myself I'm not buying any yarn until after Christmas and so far I've been good about this (despite several almost breaking points because of sales). I have several projects I want to do lined up. I started a scarf for myself too, because I bought a new coat, and a new dark purple scarf would look soooooooo nice. My natty hat did NOT turn out after blocking. It would be a great kid's hat. Too small for my big head. Perhaps I'll donate it to the homeless shelter here.

Onto trying to get that sweater done and blocking TODAY!

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