Friday, June 9, 2006

The Lettuce Incident

Note: I made reference to the “The Lettuce Incident” in a post the week Lori stayed with me at my house while my son and his girl friend were in Florida on vacation. When the "Lettuce Incident" happened, I really didn’t think it was a big deal, which is why I just blew it off in my post and didn’t get into details. I have since learn how mistaken I was. Since then, I have had numerous requests to explain the “The Lettuce Incident”, so here it finally is. I don’t know what you are expecting, because this story is not at all exciting or funny.

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Lori and I were preparing dinner one evening and Lori was going to make the salad. She took the head of lettuce out of the plastic bag and hit the core on the counter to remove it. This surprised me and I told her that. I told her not to do it that way, as removing the core would expose both ends of the head to air and accelerate spoilage. Lori just put down the lettuce and walked into the other room. I didn’t make anything of it and prepared the salad myself. Little did I know was that those few simple words were the words that “broke the camels back”.

Things went well for a while after that. We talked, had a couple of drinks and just passed the time until dinner was ready. When dinner was ready, we sat down and began eating. I’m not certain how it came up, but during dinner, I mentioned something about the “the lettuce incident” and that I thought she might be a tad upset. Lori’s response included, “it was only frigging lettuce!” Woops, my intuition immediately clued me in that something about “the lettuce incident” was not okay. We discussed it at the time and I thought we settled the matter, but then about two weeks ago, the subject came up again.

Lori and I were online chatting via Yahoo chat like we do every night we are not together. She commented that a few of you had asked about the “The Lettuce Incident” on my blog. She asked me what I was going to do. I told her I was going to post something about it. Something like "all I was thinking was that Lori was preparing the lettuce for the salad, and I didn’t like the way she was doing it, so I did it, but I was mistaken". This started a conversation that was quite awaking to me. The conversation went like this.

Note: I’m going to add some words that will be in parentheses to make the conversation more clear. I think that will make it easier for you to understand exactly what we were saying to each other.

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Lori: what are you going to say about the lettuce
Lori: you probably don’t know (what even happened)
Me: (I’m) just (going to say) what happened
Lori: how I walked out of the room and wouldn’t cut it (the lettuce) after you said I shouldn’t of smacked the core on the counter (to remove it)?
Lori: (and) how all the days’ prior you had made (critical) comments without realizing it?
Lori: something like when you asked me what I had learned (from you so far)
Lori: that I brought up the "lettuce incident" as almost the last straw"?
Lori: but I didn’t want to complain or whatever?
Lori: something like that?

(Holy crap I’m thinking! What in the world did I do?)

Me: I'm missing something
Me: I didn't know I was making (critical) comments before that
Lori: all week
Me: what did I say?
Lori: you know it
Lori: that’s why I walked out and wouldn’t cut it
Lori: I told you you had said things all week

(I still didn’t know all the things I said to upset her)

Me: what was I saying?
Lori: oh god
Lori: I would have to think back at each meal
Me: wait
Me: you mean I was criticizing you each time you helped me?
Lori: yup
Me: woops
Lori: I thought you knew

(I really didn’t or I would have stopped. I guess why I was never a teacher)

Me: I didn't mean to
Me: I think I just meant to tell you how I wanted things done
Me: not realized I was being critical
Me: now I get it
Me: sorry baby
Lori: well that’s why I didn’t say anything
Me: I'll be much more careful in the future

(Now I’m thinking, why didn’t Lori say something at the time instead of walking away?)

(Next, she told me some of the things I said that made her feel as if she couldn’t do anything right.)

Lori: I couldn’t even stack your dishwasher the way I wanted, or hand wash certain things without you telling me not to,
Lori: but its ok
Lori: you aren’t use to having me or anyone else but Barbara in your kitchen
Lori: I understand
Lori: and we worked it out

(Now I want to explain myself to her to see if I can make her understand that I’m not the ass I came off to be)

Me: see
Me: when she (Barbara) was cooking, I just took directions
Me: when I cooked, she really didn't say very much
Me: she knew how to leave me alone I guess
Me: allowed me to make my mistakes (that were no big deal) and just let it slide
Me: I guess that's because of her being a teacher and dealing with little kids (Barbara taught all levels of school for 34 years)
Me: I never had anyone help me (after she became very ill)
Me: I just did it the way I thought it should be done
Me: when she was around (before she became ill), I had my chores and she had hers

(Now I’m trying to make sure Lori understands I didn’t mean to criticize)

Me: I would never do it to be mean
Me: to you
Me: I was just being instructive in how I wanted things done

(It finally dawns on me after all these years that I seem to do this a lot and never even realized)

Me: no wonder my son yells at me sometimes when we do thing together
Me: he (really) does too
Me: he sometimes snaps at me “to just let him do it!”
Me: I just have to learn I guess
Me: bear with me k?
Lori: yup, its over with. But I didn’t take it as instructional, you did make me feel like I couldn’t do anything right. But I know that wasn’t your intent. But I don’t know what your gonna write in a post cuz they really think its going to be something funny

(Wow, I really blew it and never even knew it. I wish she had told me right away about this, so it didn’t fester inside her all week and turn into a big deal. We talked about that and agreed we would both try to do that in the future.)

Me: again, I'm sorry
Lori: no don’t be sorry,

(Okay folks, here is the moral to the story)

Lori: its just another misunderstanding
Lori: you were saying things one way and I was taking it as another............hmmmmm maybe you could write about that and how a little
Lori: "lettuce incident" could have become a big problem
Lori: had we not talked about it
Lori: and how important communication is
Lori: and we learned something
Lori: and they might learn something too
Lori: and now we have a better understanding of each other, and we will compromise and talk, cuz we love each other
Lori: and things really did work out ok, and we had a great week

(Oh man! Was I relieved she felt like this)

Me: good idea
Me: I'll put something together and we can go back and forth with it until we both like it then I'll post it
Lori: k

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In closing, I found out that when people want to discuss things that are on your mind, discussing them on Yahoo chat, or any other chat for that matter, is a great way to do it. I think sometimes it’s better not to have that face-to-face confrontation. This allows you both a chance to say what you want to say without the other person interrupting, which inevitably come when people are discussing matters such as "the lettuce incident" with each other.

Wednesday, June 7, 2006

I Need Sympathy

Just before my son Brian's 24th birthday on April 26th, I asked him what he want. He told me he needed a brake job for his car and the belts were squeaking under the hood. He asked me if I would pay for that.

I was in a generous mood and told him yes. I mean come on, I needed a massive brake job once and that cost just under $400, so how much could this cost?

Well, today was the day I found out just how much it would cost. Nothing was even broken, just front rotors and brake pads on all four wheels. Well, there was the inspection, transmission flush, replace the two serpentine belts and a few other "minor" things ***.

Before proceeding, guess how much?

Go ahead guess?
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$899.76, that's what.

I need sympathy or maybe a smack up side the head for agreeing to pay for the service.

:-(



*** Nothing is minor when it comes to automobiles.

Monday, June 5, 2006

Hope Your Weekend Was a Good One........

Edit: Blogger finally let me upload the pictures from the weekend. I hope you enjoy them half as much as I enjoyed taking them. ;-)


.......Because mine sure was.Yesterday was the three month anniversary of Lori and I meeting. Our first date was the movies, dinner and then a night at Kenny's Pub for drinking, dancing and live music. Before the night was over, we both knew we were meant for each other and everyday since it just gets better.




Friday, on my way to pick up Lori after work, I stopped and bought her a bouquet of flowers. She loves flowers. I bought her the bouquet with the pink roses since she LOVES pink. Pink anything. Hell, she even has pink luggage. I got there a little early to surprise her and she introduced me to her boss, most of her co-workers and showed off the flowers.







After we left there, we went to a bar/restaurant in the Polish Town area of Riverhead for dinner. Next we back to the motel room I rented for the weekend to put our stuff away and snuggle. Later that evening we went to Friendly's Restaurant for ice cream and then back to the motel room for more snuggling and to watch some television.

Saturday we went to a pig roast at the Pindar Winery. It was held as a benefit to raise money for the East End Hospice services here on Long Island. It rained all day Saturday, but that didn't stop the pig roast. Pindar has a covered area that they enclosed in plastic so we all stayed dry. They had all the good food and wine you wanted and a DJ that had good taste in music.


Cutting Up the Pigs


Two Pigs


Wine, Wine and Beer


Dancing and Girls in Wet Tee Shirts


Some of Our Empty Wine Glasses



Pig Cookie Sex



Old Young Lovers Gazing into Each Other's Eyes.

We were almost the last ones to leave the pig roast. Then we went back to the motel where we snuggled some more and rested up for the night out. Here are a few places we snuggled.

Wall


Floor


Bed


Around 10:00, we went to "Jerry and the Mermaid's" for karaoke and a visit with our favorite waitress, Liz (aka Bubbles). We didn't leave until it closed at 3:00 am.

The Bar



The DJ




Liz (aka Bubbles)



Lori and Liz



Liz and the Other Waitress
I don't know her name, but really didn't care





Bride and groom
A couple that are regulars at Jerry's, got married that day and showed up after the ceremony.



Lori and I
I pretty sure these were taken when Lori decided she wanted to get back to the motel

Sunday we got out of bed around noon and then went right to breakfast. We were going to snuggle before we left, but decided to get going because we had plans to go to Montauk Point for the day. Since Lori had never been there, there would be a lot to see and would need a lot of time to see what we could.

While we were at the diner getting breakfast, we decided not to go to Montauk Point and go another day instead. We reasoned that since it was already so late, about 12:30. And it would be about one hours drive to Montauk Point. And there would be many more days ahead of us this summer to go. And it was our official 3-month anniversary that day and we didn’t get a chance to snuggle that morning. We thought it only made sense to go to Montauk Point another day. So back to the motel room where we spent the next five hours in bed snuggling, napping and watching television.

That evening we did manage to get up and go to Applebee’s for dinner, but that was about as much as we felt like doing so after dinner we went back to the motel.

Along about 11:45 the munchies hit us. I got dressed and headed over to McDonald’s for a snack. That hit the spot and tied us over until we fell a sleep around 1:00 – 1:30.

Then this morning we had to get up early because Lori had to go to work. I took her to Dunkin’ Donuts for coffee, they have the best around there, and then I dropped her off at work. I walked her in and said hello to whoever was there. That included her son Adam and her daughter Bethany. They both work there.

All in all, I’d have to rate this weekend a 10 out of 10.

You know what? I’d have to rate every day I spend with Lori a 10 out of 10.

Well, except for the day of the “Lettuce Incident”. That one was just a tad lower as I was such an ass.

Remind me to tell you about that some day.

Weekend Update to Follow......

......As soon as I take a nap.

I spent the weekend with Lori and only got home a short time ago. It was a busy weekend from start to finish so I have a lot to tell you and even have some pictures.

Last night we didn't get to sleep until after 1:00 am and had to get up early so I could take her to work.

I'm beat, so off to bed for that nap. Good day/night where ever you are.

Friday, June 2, 2006

UPDATE ON KEYBOARD FIASICO

LET IT BE KNOWN THAT WHEN YOU SPILL GIN AND TONIC ON YOUR KEYBOARD, THAT WASHING IT OFF WITH CLEAN WATER AND LETTING IT DRY, DOES SHIT TO GET IT TO WORK CORRECTLY AGAIN.

NEXT ATTEMPT AT SALVAGING THE KEYBOARD IS SOAKING IT IN A SINK FULL OF CLEAN WATER FOR A WHILE AND LETTING IT DRY.

UPDATE TO FOLLOW.







(Man, is this keyboard fucked up!)



Thursday, June 1, 2006

Jones Beach HNT

Memorial Day I took Lori for a drive to Jones Beach here on Long Island. Lori has never been there, so I thought that would be a nice place to take her. We had a great time. Jones beach is the beach here in New York made famous by many movies. I think a scene in the Godfather was shot here. You know the one? The one were they machine gunned some guys at a toll booth.



We slept in on Memorial Day because we were busy snuggling late the night before. We also snuggled before we got out of bed in the morning, so we didn’t get to Jones Beach until about 4:15 PM that afternoon.

I parked in the middle parking lot, Lot #4 and walked through the tunnel under the parkway over to the beach.

First, we walked to the right to the West Bathhouse, then we walked past where we came in to the East Bathhouse and then back to where we started. I estimate we walked about four miles that day. I told you I wanted to start walking, but 4 miles? Dang, that’s a long way.

Here are some pictures we took that day.
























































































































































FYI: In case you didn't know, snuggling is the code word I use on my blog for sex of all kinds and just plain fooling around. Hell, it even means just plain snuggling too.