30 Something

My sis called me at about 1 am to ask me if she could come over. I told her that would be fine. She called back about a half and hour later and asked me if I could come to pick her up. I was a little annoyed. I was told that she and her bf act a fool in public--arguing and cussing each other out, embarrassing each other. Some people think that's cute, but I find it repulsive. Why air your dirty laundry in public. It made me embarrassed to be her sister when I was told that. So, here she is calling me and that only thing I can think of is they were arguing and she needs to get away.

I get to her house and I call her. She tells me that her bf has her pinned down. I jump out the car while calling the police and get to the door and it's hard to open. I open it and they are cussing each other out and he's trying to tell me that he hasn't put a hand on her and I'm trying to tell the police lady the address while getting my sis out the house. I don't know why, but I didn't notice the huge knife in her hand until she started going to get her clothes from the bedroom. Initially I didnt want the police to know that she had a knife, but I started getting made because she wasn't trying to leave and she kept trying to throw stuff at him.

I finally get her out the house and she's mad at me for calling the police. I tell her that she's not leaving the car, which is in my name at that house. So he gives her all the keys and tells her to leave. As were are leaving the police pull up and I'm trying to tell the police what happened. She pulls up and is trying to tell the police that nothing happened. The police are trying to get her to shut up to get the story from me and she's steady tryign to say that they don't need to be there.

Finally, they talk to her and she tells them nothing. So now I'm pissed. I out of bed at 2 am and I got to get up at 5:30 and you telling me that it wasn't necessary to call the police when you tell me that a big 6ft tall man, weighing over 200lbs has you pinned down and you can't go anywhere. WTF? Are you nuts. I asked her if she was doing drugs or something. So I leave thinking she's behind me. I go back to her house and she's there with him. I ask her to come outside and she tells me that she lied about him pinning her down cause she was made. HUNH? WHAT? There are men killing women in a rage because they snapped and you telling me you lied. This chick is crazy. I told her that I had a friend whose husband choked her in a rage. They had been married for over 5 years and he got so angry with her that he choked her. I have a friend whose bf blackend her eye and she still went back to him. There are people who snap when they are arguing. Don't you watch Lifetime and Oxygen?

I proceeded to tell my baby sis that this situation reminded me of when I was in the 4th grade and had to call the police on my stepfather because he and my mom were aruging in the kitchen and they were breaking things and she was yelling at him and he was yelling at her and I guess he physically did something to her because she got the hammer and screamed for me to call 911. I was scared to death. He ran to my room and snatched the phone from me and she was running right behind him with a hammer in her hand. He ran out the door. She got on the phone and told the police that it was nothing. She allowed him to come back. That wasn't the only time the police was called to our house. But I told my sis that this situation made me have flashbacks and it reminded me that my mother spent 20 years with a man that she was miserable with. The good didn't outweight the bad. They were never meant to marry each other and if she wanted a happy healthy life, she needed to get it together and not spend time with someone who was gonna make her life a living hell.

I hope she listened. Life is way too short to live it in an abusive relationship.

Labels: abusive relationships

Man, I'm so far behind in my work. I am yet trying to catch up. It seems that after Friday, I could care less about school work. Ugh!, so I don't spend my weekends couped up at work, I leave it all behind and I come back the next week worrying again about how I'm gonna get it all done. We have a holiday today (thanks Columbus, for stealing America) so I have a little time to get in there to get something done.

Okay, technically I haven't had sex since last November. BG doesn't count because we simply kiss and touch each other. So Price calls me to tell me he will be at a conference in Peoria and he wants me to come visit--have dinner, hang out, etc. Initially I told him I'd show up, but as the time got closer and I needed to do a lot of cleaning I changed my mind, that is until I called him to tell him I changed my mind. He simply asked me if I was there and I just replied that I hadn't left yet. Dag, foot in my mouth. So an hour passses and I decided to get on the road and I make it to the P by 7. We hang out for a little bit and then go to Chilli's for a couple of appetizers and dessert. The whole time he's talking sex. Man, does he think about anything else? In the back of my mind I liked it, but I was trying to be brave and strong. I wanted to participate by talking dirty but grrrrr, he's a married man and I've had enough with BG. On our way back to his hotel room to pick up my phone and get a few things, he let me know that I could stay the night. He kept joking and flirting with me. Secretly I was happy that he asked but didn't want to jump at the chance, so I played it cool until we go into the room and I asked him for something to wear to bed. We got to bed and as tired as I was I couldn't fall asleep for anything. Ugh, I wanted to touch him so badly. I tossed and he tossed and finally in the middle of the night he gets up and goes to his computer. WTF? He decided he needed to finish typing a paper for his class--AT 3AM! He got back into bed and the alarm goes off at 5:30. I did't get up, but I inched my face closer to his. I knew eventually he would bite--figuratively. He did. OMG, I love the way he kissed me. The tingle went immediately to my nether regions. Aaaghh! I pulled back and tried to push him away, but his body was calling me. I felt him against me and I wanted to grab it to see if it was worth it. OMG, IT WAS!!!!!!!!! I don't remember when, but my shirt was up and he was pacifying himself with my nipples. I wanted to scream. He pinned me beneath himself and started grinding. I started wimpering. I wanted him so badly. He wanted to taste me I pushed him away. He kept pulling and pulling at his pajama pants that I had on, I didn't want him to stop. In the back of my mind I was just thinking how much I was going to pay for this. I finally let him take my pants off and he kept rubbing me in the right spot with his long, thick pole. I just knew if he kept going I was going to exploded. He said he wanted to taste me, I said I wanted him to fuck me. Buuuuttttttt, we didn't have any condoms. Dangit. We were just at Walmart the night before. I walked right past the prophlatics. Why oh why? We finally peeled ourselves away from each other long enough for me to go to the bathroom. I felt so stupid. He walked me to the door to go to my car. I reached to hug him, he was kind of awkward. I ignored it and hugged him anyway. I got to work late. My students were waiting on me. I felt like a dork. Ugh!!

So I call Price after work to chat about our little fiasco. He feined ignorance. He kept laughing and giggling. I wanted to tell him to shut up. I was in a crisis and he was taking it lightly. Dag, we almost cheated on your wife--big time, I wanted to scream at him. I wanted him to hug me, I wanted to tell him that I never wanted to see or talk to him again, but he was giggling. My hormones are all screwed up and he was giggling. My emotions are all screwed up and he was giggling. I wanted to drive to Peoria and FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF HIM, but he was giggling. I need to go pray to Jesus for forgiveness.

Labels: curse my hormones and my emotions