Sigh. I miss him terribly. In the previous years, he would still text or call me on Christmas Eve to wish me a Merry Christmas. But I guess we really have to be careful this year, what with Melissa knowing my mobile number now.
I'm trying to keep busy though, spending quality time with my family (and spending quite a lot of moolah in the process), meeting up with friends, cleaning my pad, reading, and exercising. It doesn't help that work is light at the office and my girlfriends are all busy with their own loved ones. I can't blame them but time is heavy on my hands. Just last night, I had enough time to complete a lap dance routine to surprise him with when he comes back. Maybe I'll go shopping later for sexy costumes for a private show.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Christmas Blues
This week has been the busiest as far as my social calendar is concerned. I was able to have dinner with my former boss, party with my Section, sang my heart out with my amigas from my former company, and today, gave gifts to the children of my department-mates. Tonight, I might be meeting up with the gang from high school. Still, without David, the holiday is not complete. That's how it is, even if we never ever had a holiday together.
Despite our agreement that we won't be communicating till next year, he called me four times this week. Thrice to tell me that he misses me and to make sure that I was "behaving" myself... And once to tell me that his wife found out about us again. He was on his way home and couldn't talk much, but from what I gathered, his wife looked into his old mobile phone last night and found old text messages where he called me "honey". Yep, he wasn't able to delete them all. He's thinking that she would call or text me using his phone and warned me not to answer his calls from this moment on. Then he wished me a Merry Christmas.
How's that for a greeting? After his call, I got lonelier. I'll need all the friends that I could meet during the colder days ahead.
Despite our agreement that we won't be communicating till next year, he called me four times this week. Thrice to tell me that he misses me and to make sure that I was "behaving" myself... And once to tell me that his wife found out about us again. He was on his way home and couldn't talk much, but from what I gathered, his wife looked into his old mobile phone last night and found old text messages where he called me "honey". Yep, he wasn't able to delete them all. He's thinking that she would call or text me using his phone and warned me not to answer his calls from this moment on. Then he wished me a Merry Christmas.
How's that for a greeting? After his call, I got lonelier. I'll need all the friends that I could meet during the colder days ahead.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Un-In-Laws
I spent the better part of my Sunday, and after-office hours yesterday, trying to look for the perfect cardigan for David's mom. Now, my honey is a mama's boy, being the youngest son and all, and he said that since his mom is "lamigin", so a sweater or a jacket would be his Christmas gift to her.
"Why not get her a cardigan?" I suggested. "It's light and button-up, and we can find a nice conservative one for her." So we combed two malls last Saturday, looking for a cardigan. We found several, but they were either too expensive, too young-looking, too bulky, in the wrong color, or for the wrong gender. (Believe it or not, we found a cardigan that is neither for men or women, but is absolutely perfect for gays. No, it's not drag, it is actually very tasteful, but something only a gay man could give justice to. I guess some designers really go for niches.)
We finally gave up, but knowing that he'll be too busy to shop and giving a gift to his mom meant the world to him, I promised him I'd look for one when I went malling with my family. I was able to buy two kinds (a moss green button up and a lemon yellow belted one) which I liked, and I felt were comfortable and conservative. I'll just tell him to choose which one is more to his mother's taste, or better yet, give both just to spoil her.
I remember last year when it was a cellphone we were looking for for his dad. He wanted one of the cheaper models that is easy to operate (for texting and calling), so I was able to source one for him and got a prepaid sim too.
My girlfriend mentioned the other day that she was discussing with her boyfriend what to get his mom for Christmas, while another friend said that she's doing the shopping for her husband's friends and relatives. I guess I'm doing the same for David, doing the wifely duties without the title, all in secret from the gift-recipient. Most probably, it would be her name on the card "from David and Melissa".
But I guess I have to be content with the fact that he knew it was from my efforts, and since he's lovingly appreciative of it, then that's good enough for me.
"Why not get her a cardigan?" I suggested. "It's light and button-up, and we can find a nice conservative one for her." So we combed two malls last Saturday, looking for a cardigan. We found several, but they were either too expensive, too young-looking, too bulky, in the wrong color, or for the wrong gender. (Believe it or not, we found a cardigan that is neither for men or women, but is absolutely perfect for gays. No, it's not drag, it is actually very tasteful, but something only a gay man could give justice to. I guess some designers really go for niches.)
We finally gave up, but knowing that he'll be too busy to shop and giving a gift to his mom meant the world to him, I promised him I'd look for one when I went malling with my family. I was able to buy two kinds (a moss green button up and a lemon yellow belted one) which I liked, and I felt were comfortable and conservative. I'll just tell him to choose which one is more to his mother's taste, or better yet, give both just to spoil her.
I remember last year when it was a cellphone we were looking for for his dad. He wanted one of the cheaper models that is easy to operate (for texting and calling), so I was able to source one for him and got a prepaid sim too.
My girlfriend mentioned the other day that she was discussing with her boyfriend what to get his mom for Christmas, while another friend said that she's doing the shopping for her husband's friends and relatives. I guess I'm doing the same for David, doing the wifely duties without the title, all in secret from the gift-recipient. Most probably, it would be her name on the card "from David and Melissa".
But I guess I have to be content with the fact that he knew it was from my efforts, and since he's lovingly appreciative of it, then that's good enough for me.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Another Cold Christmas
It's funny how we associate cold Christmases to single people, but it's also applicable to me, who is very much a part of a couple. This is the third year that I'll be having a lonely Christmas, and let me tell you that the past Christmases when I was single were a lot warmer and fun than my recent Christmases.
His family's arriving next week, so I won't be seeing him till next year. We've already given each other our Christmas gifts last month, and I've been preparing for this separation for weeks already. I've even scheduled events left and right to get me through the long days and nights ahead. I thought though that we'd still be having this last weekend together, but his work kept him from spending time with me, so I'm sad earlier than I expected I would be.
He's been trying to reassure me that nothing would change between us, but as always, I'm beset with worries that he'll forget me, that he won't miss me, and that he'll realize that he doesn't need me at all.
His family's arriving next week, so I won't be seeing him till next year. We've already given each other our Christmas gifts last month, and I've been preparing for this separation for weeks already. I've even scheduled events left and right to get me through the long days and nights ahead. I thought though that we'd still be having this last weekend together, but his work kept him from spending time with me, so I'm sad earlier than I expected I would be.
He's been trying to reassure me that nothing would change between us, but as always, I'm beset with worries that he'll forget me, that he won't miss me, and that he'll realize that he doesn't need me at all.
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