J called the other night while the girls and I were on our way to dinner.
“I’m driving back from my parents’ house,” the message said. “And I just wanted to call and tell you that I really miss you.”
He’s a sentimental one, that J.
I remember taking that same drive back from his parents’ place on the Cape (I’d been gardening with his mother while the men worked on the project car in the garage), Dashboard Confessional’s Shirts and Gloves playing on the CD player.
I think I miss you most
On Wednesdays and Saturdays
“That’s when I’d miss your guts out, too,” he’d said, drumming on the steering wheel. Always drumming.
“Laundry night?”
“Yeah. And days like today.”
On Wednesday evenings, I’d trim his hair and then he’d lug my laundry to the big, not annoying Laundromat on Brighton Ave, where he’d help fold -- everything but the underwear. Underwear made him nervous. Then we’d watch really bad reality television. The night was significant in its own way, and when I finally sent that, “I never, ever want to see you again,” email last February, I remember thinking, What am I going to do on Wednesday nights?
I think the first week, I took a Xanax with a half a bottle of wine and went to bed early.
I was a sentimental one, too.
Sometimes men don't play fair. Be calm. We'll think good thoughts.
Posted by: Michael at June 22, 2004 10:19 AMdude, i'm calm. not worried about a thing.
Posted by: Fish at June 22, 2004 11:50 AM's weird. I always describe myself as a cold fish; thoroughly unsentimental.
Posted by: Gopi at June 22, 2004 02:21 PMThe Fish is not cold; the Fish is HOT. And so very calm! :>)
Posted by: Michael at June 22, 2004 02:44 PMAnd the Fish has good, non-J, non-laundry related plans this Wednesday. So no worries. We're gonna hakuna that matata till the cows come home.
Posted by: Esther/Madonna at June 22, 2004 07:11 PMyour hair, it's everywhere.
Posted by: hub at June 22, 2004 07:28 PMdon't get me started with the hair...
Posted by: Fish at June 23, 2004 10:30 AMHave a fun Fish Wednesday. Avoid (too much)flirting and kissing. And it would be good if Fish would maybe consider possibly not using tobacco products from here henceward and onward. (This is a SUGGESTION, not advice!) Many bicylces do not like to be, uh, ridden by smokers.
Posted by: Michael at June 23, 2004 12:24 PMI've got an answer
I'm going to fly away
What have I got to lose?
Will you come see me
[Wednesdays] and Saturdays?
What have you got to lose?
hardcore csny, baby.
Posted by: ac at June 24, 2004 11:03 AM