It has been a crazy couple of weeks. For the last two weeks, I have been in Oklahoma City for work and in between I had Kristin over and a wedding to attend. Needless to say I am going to catch up on sleep, laundry, and working out this weekend and week before going to Oklahoma again.
I guess the last weekend had its ups and downs. My flight got in Thursday night an hour before Kristin's so I hung around waiting for her and David was picking us up. I was tired from the trip but I was excited to see her. I didn't really have much of a chance to talk to her prior in the week because of work, but we did hash out some of the details and figured we can deal with things when we were in the same state. Luckily her flight was on time and we all went back to Denver and had Illegal Pete's and walked around downtown.
I had to go into work for a few hours Friday. Afterwards Kristin and I went and picked up the rental car and went to Bed Bath and Beyond to get Joslyn's wedding gifts and bachlorette party presents. That ended up taking a longer time than we expected and we were supposed to meet David for drinks before going to Joslyn's bridal shower/bacholorette party. Luckily we met David and Mitch and they were both a little pissy because we were late but I think it went well. Joslyn had her bridal shower at a putt-putt place and that was kind of fun. It was amazing seeing some of the old roommates. Jen had lost so much weight and she looked like a completely different person. I couldn't stop gushing over how great she looked. She's engaged as well and is getting married in September. Almost all the girls there were getting married in the next couple months or were in serious relationships. Kristin and I felt a little on the outside but I really didn't mind; I'm happy for them.
Maggie was hosting the bacholorette party at her apartment and that honestly was boring. Joslyn unwrapped her presents and we all drank a little and ate popcorn. I know it was very low key; Jen was her maid of honor and she lives in Kansas so planning something when you're out of state must have been hard. Not to mention that a lot of her guests were arriving from all over. But all the same, Kristin and I hung out there until about midnight and went our merry way home; listening to Kristin complain about the lack of fun and the fact that creepy Big Red kept stealing the lube we got for Joslyn as gag gifts. I was pissed about that too, fucking Big Red, I swear she's a weird klepto/hermaphradite.
Saturday Kristin, David, and I went up to Boulder so Kristin could get her "David tattoo." We had brunch at Burnt Toast and meandered around campus a bit. Kristin wanted to meet up with the director of theatre but he wasn't around and she was upset at that. Honestly, she should have called, emailed, and confirmed with him that she was going to be in town that weekend and would like to meet. She didn't do that. That kind of annoyed David and I as we tagged along behind her as she barreled around the theatre. After a few hours in Boulder, we went back to Denver and started getting ready for dinner and the Bob Schneider concert that night. Ah, the concert was a lot of fun, I wasn't too excited for it because I only know one song but the opener Charlie Mars was really funny and good so we went and bought his CDs. It was a really good night hanging out with Julie and David and I really enjoyed myself. The concert lasted forever! We didn't get out until about 1:30 and for some reason, decided to go to Benders for some drinks. That only lasted a drink, it was dead in there and there were a ton of bacholorette parties going on.
Sunday we all had brunch on Old Pearl Street in Denver. It's a really cute area and I want to go there again sometime. We went over to Mitch's house so Kristin can see his place and then we went back to my place to get ready for the wedding. It didn't take that long; we just got lazy and watched TV and read books before realizing, shit, we have to get ready. I had to drop Cooper off at Mitch's before leaving so we had to factor that in.
Joslyn's wedding was...kind of what I expected but also not. To be honest, Phil and Joslyn looked like little kids playing dress up more than someone getting married. But it was a cute short ceremony and I did cry, I'm truly happy for them. Of course, it's a wedding, we didn't get to see each other that much but I think they were happy.
And Clay was there. I didn't even notice it was him until I was literally right next to him. It was like old times, like nothing changed and later that evening he confessed that he was going to make the best of it. He also said that if he didn't come out for Joslyn's wedding it would have been the last straw for them. I guess he knows that we all are terrible at keeping in touch and sometimes it's one person's fault more than the other. I didn't have any hard feelings towards him so he and I got along fine. Kristin was really pissed that he didn't mention her dad but I don't think he wanted to. Seriously, it's a wedding and we should have all enjoyed the time we have together. I think he said something along the lines of that but I was a little drunk. He's not a stupid guy, he knew Kristin was mad but he didn't want to cause a scene so he just kept quiet. Ah Clay, sometimes keepign quiet isn't always the best thing to do.
We danced a couple times, took goofy pictures, and in the end hugged and kissed each other good bye. Not on the lips or even cheeks, but Clay kissed to top of my head like when I was leaving Boulder. I thought it was a fitting way to end the night and although it was amazing to see him again, talk, hang out, and have fun, I realize that I do love him with all my heart but I'll never want to date him. I tried imagining what it would be like to even kiss him and I don't think I could without cringing or laughing. I would love to find someone with similar personality and I guess overall awareness as Clay though.
Driving home, Kristin broke down and started crying because her dad will never walk her down the aisle. I was waiting for that to happen and although I couldn't offer too many words of comfort, the things she told me made me completely speechless and appalled at her. She was angry that he didn't hold on longer but I said he held on as long as he could; he had very aggressive cancer. She said that he died sooner because he didn't care but right before she said that she said that he died knowing that he was loved and fought to stay alive. I thought that was selfish of her to say that...he tried very hard and that was apparent in some of the pictures she sent us.
We had a last drink at the Hyatt and went home and talked til 3 in the morning...and that's the Kristin that I love. She was wise, quiet, and thoughtful and real. It's a shame that most of the weekend was loud, hectic, and she was really fake but it was redeeming to have that long conversation with her. She's going through a lot and I don't think she's dealing with anything in a healthy way but rather repressing things. She's planning on moving out of Cleveland in August but hasn't determined where or started looking for jobs. Sometimes I think she's living in a fairy tale world where things will magically fall into place. I know I'm the same way sometimes; I like for things to be handed to me rather than working for it. I don't think she really wants to move out but at the same time, I think she does as well. She just wants a new surrounding to try again but I really don't know if she'll even move out in August. I think she'll find an excuse or another to not move out and she'll be jobless since she quit at her highschool. Sometimes it was so hard talking to her or even listening to her. Her whims are something that is nice to think about but never follow through on. It amazes me that one second she can be so mature and collected and the next is worse than a teenager. I don't know if it's an act and I start to get annoyed because I know the other side of Kristin and I wonder why she acts a certain way.
I think she's done with Clay. He told me that they were done in his eyes. I wonder what he thought of me that night and I wonder if he thinks we're done.
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