I went to yet another party on Saturday night. I had planned NOT to go to this one but as the time got closer I couldn’t help myself but decide to book babysitting and get myself along. It was another of those parties miles away from my house and therefore not the easiest to get home from if a bevvy or lots have been enjoyed.
I got a friend to stay over my house for the first time alone with JJ and another friend to drive me to the party. I cooked them both dinner to sweeten the requests somewhat and off we went leaving the babysitter and JJ home of course (JJ sweetly tucked in bed and fast asleep).
I’m glad I went to the party as it was good fun and I was on one of my social rolls where it was easy to talk to people and I got around and talked to lots of different people. One of these people was cute boy mentioned in the title of this post. I met him at least 15 years ago when I first started going out to see bands in Adelaide. At that time he had a girlfriend and I was besotted with a drummer. Years have gone by and now he knows another friend of mine (my drummer is long gone) so I see him occasionally in my social circle but have previously seen him with a woman.
We got chatting and were having a nice chat about what we’ve been doing in the last few years. JJ was mentioned and he asked if I was married. I told him the ever shortened version of how and where I got pregnant. I should have immediately reciprocated the marriage question but missed the golden opportunity. I should have learnt by now shouldn’t I? Anyway the conversation was cruising along when another mutual friend butted in and just took over. I hung around for a bit and listened to them talking about his ex-girlfriend so I now know he IS single but she still didn’t click that hey – two single people were talking here I shall leave right now. I was definitely out of the conversation. She could have brought me back into it but didn’t.
I shall be having words with her when I see her at Nick Cave tonight. Oh didn’t I mention I’m going to see Nick Cave? Last minute ticket buying on the internet. Can’t resist – love the new album, love his older albums – must see him.
So I’m standing there thinking how can I butt into this conversation or shall I just walk off. I’m getting better at extricating myself from what I perceive to be awkward situations but then another friend of mine came along and dragged me away to show me how she’d set up her car for sleeping in that night. I never got to speak to cute boy after that. I don’t remember seeing him so I presume he left. I’m sure I shall see him again somewhere around the place as he’s newly single and newly single people tend to go out more. Well, single people in general go out more when they can and he hasn’t got kids to tie him down so he’s probably out a lot.
