Back Home Again ... In Indiana ...

Feelin' a little Jim Nabors come over me ... didja feel it too?

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I'm back in Indiana and have managed to see a number of friends and family since arriving on early Wednesday night.  Some good news shared, some bad news shared, lots of laughs and just thinking about all these people makes me smile deep into my soul.  I am blessed, truly blessed beyond any measure, that I have such wonderful friends and family.  Where on earth would any of us be without them?
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Strange developments since arriving here though.  One has to do with me, one has to do with a friend.

The friend first, of course.  Why do I want to spill my dirty laundry all over the floor? ;)

So, my friend Lu.  She lost her husband last year, if you've read the blog, you've kept up with that ongoing saga.  Suffice to say, I loved her husband dearly and considered him like a brother, as she is my sister in the heart.  When Steve passed, I thought I would lose my mind and I cannot even fathom how she felt. 

So what's the deal now?  Hmm.  I don't know quite how to say it so I'll just be blunt.  She's dating someone not worthy of her AT ALL.  I met him on Wednesday night when they both picked me up at the airport.  Seemed nice enough at first, if not too gabby (overshare-r of the first order).  Wasn't quite sure what to make of him, seemed only an inch deep as a person and maybe that wide too.  False, fake, a "used car salesman in a 3rd rate lot" was how I described him to another friend.   Not a good person.  We met Sister and Boy Wonder at dinner at Bazbeaux in Broad Ripple. 

To give you an example ... the creepy bastard snapped his fingers at our server, calling him "boss" because he could not remember his name.  That, among other things, drove Sister, Boy Wonder and I absolutely bat-shit crazy. 

Good news -- I'm not here, I don't have to deal with him daily, even weekly.  Bad news, he's dating my dear friend and God Help Her.   Bah!  So annoyed!  To be that much of a jerk just appalls me to no end -- and frustrates me for her.  She's charmed by him (although I SURE AS HELL CAN'T SEE WHY) and he is showily fond of her (public displays of affection, patting her ass in public, etc). 

Blech.  Barf-city.

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So, me.

If you've been playing along in this magical mystery tour I call my existence, you know that last year, before I left Indy, I was dating a guy I've called Jason on this blog.  If you'll recall, he came to FM for the 4th of July and I called off our relationship a couple weeks later.  It was clear he wasn't moving there, I wasn't moving back, and, quite frankly, I wasn't sure if it was going any farther.  We'd dated since Labor Day the year before (2008).

Since last July, we've been talking on the phone and emailed.  I've tried to maintain a friendship -- obviously I liked him enough to date, we didn't end on bad terms, may as well be friends. 

I told him I was coming up and he asked me if he'd get to see me.  I said I'd try and I left it at that.

So I saw him last night .... (more later)