Tag Archives: As the World Turns Around Me

June 12, 2012

Keep Your Hands Off My Truffles

By thoughtsappear

A few months ago…

Thoughtsy: My roommates are so messy.  Those pots and pans have been in the sink for almost 3 weeks. They stink!

Kiefer: I want us to live together.

Thoughtsy: Um…lemme think…no. Your current house is bathroom-challenged (1 bathroom). I’ll move in with you when we find a new house.

Repeat the above conversation several times.

Recently…

Kiefer: I want you to move in.

Thoughtsy: That’s why we’re looking at houses.

Kiefer: But I want you to move in here…now.

Thoughtsy: That’s what you said last time. Then you said the house was too small. Last time I checked, your house was still the same size.

Kiefer:  We’ll make it work. It’ll be fine. I want you to move in. I want to go to bed every night with you and wake up every morning with you.

Thoughtsy: If I move in here, you might never ask me to marry you, and then I’m gonna leave you. Why do you want to insert me into Boo and Radley’s lives when there’s a possibility I may not stick around? And…I…I…I don’t know.

Kiefer: You don’t want to get hurt again.

Thoughtsy: Yeah…that, too.

Even more recently…

Thoughtsy: OH HELL NO! My roommates ate all of my Oreo truffles!

Kiefer: Will you please move in now? I love you. And I promise not to eat your dessert.

Thoughtsy: Done!

Favorite Comment From Last Post: “I wonder if cats have nightmares about vacuum cleaners… Or if the tell vacuum cleaner stories when they’re hanging out together in some alley….”—Bluzdude

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February 2, 2012

The Return of the Pod People

By thoughtsappear

Me: I need to tell you something, and I need you to not freak out about it.

Kiefer: Ok.

Me: When we were looking at houses…a lot only had 3 bedrooms. If we’re really headed down the path that you say we are, we’ll being having a baby, so you should be looking at 4-bedroom houses.

Kiefer: You’re totally right. Otherwise we’d just have to move again in a couple years.

Me: Right. Soooo…you’re not freaking out?

Kiefer: Not at all.

Me: Oh. Good.

Kiefer: I think the only person freaking out is going to be you when we have a baby boy instead of a baby girl like you want.

Me: If we have a baby boy, we’re switching it with someone else’s baby girl. Wait…did you just make a joke about a baby? Craaaaap…you’re not my boyfriend. POD PERSON!

So my question to you is…Is it ok to marry someone you suspect is a pod person?

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January 20, 2012

I’m Thankful for You

By thoughtsappear

Someone told me she was thankful for me. That someone was the person I least expected: Kiefer’s ex.

I’ve only blogged about Kiefer’s ex once. And now I feel guilty about it, so I’m going to redeem myself.

In my defense, the very first time I met Kiefer’s ex, she was mean to me. She dropped a few rude, underhanded comments with Boo and Radley present that only Kiefer and I picked up on.

I sat there and smiled sweetly back at her while cursing her in my head. Cause that’s how I roll.

In her defense, after she got that out of her system, that was the end of it. Mostly.

The day after Thanksgiving we dropped Boo and Radley off at their grandparents’ house for a visit. When we picked them up, the ex grabbed my arm.

My Initial Thought: HELP! It burns! It burns! Cut it off if you have to! Leave no man behind! 

The ex proceeded to explain how amazing it was that I took Boo Black Friday shopping because that’s all he had been talking about all day. And how she was thankful that I was in Boo and Radley’s lives.

My Next Thought: Oh. That was nice of her. 

So…the ex and I…we’re cool now.

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January 5, 2012

He’s Just Not That Into You

By thoughtsappear

Just a couple more posts and then you’ll be all caught up in the Kiefer and Thoughtsy Make Up Saga….

Mere days after Kiefer and I broke up, I moved He’s Just Not That Into You into my Netflix queue. I needed some support, and damn it, Netflix was gonna give it to me.

Here a few tips I learned from the movie:

  • If he doesn’t call you, he’s just not that into you.
  • If a girl asks you to massage her feet but doesn’t have sex with you, she’s just not that into you.
  • If someone cheats on you, it’s not your fault.
  • You…yes, you…are the rule. Not the exception.

So, of course, I related to Jennifer Aniston’s and Ben Affleck’s characters. If you’ve never seen the movie, they’ve been together for 7 years, but Ben doesn’t believe in marriage.

Finally, Jennifer comes right out with it:

You know me. You know who I am. You either wanna marry me or you don’t.

She asks the question that she’s held back because she’s afraid. Afraid of demanding or clingy accusations:

Are you ever gonna marry me?

There’s a long pause.

I know from Kiefer and Mephistopheles that long pauses mean you’re not going to hear the answer you want.

And then she leaves him.

Of course, because it’s a movie, Aniston realizes Affleck was supporting her more than some husbands ever do for  their wives, and Affleck realizes he loves Aniston so much that he’ll do anything to make her happy: even marrying her.

Le sigh. That’s Hollywood for you. Always a happy ending.

(::Insert Carrie Bradshaw moment::) I couldn’t help but wonder…if Kiefer would miss me so much that he would want to marry me.

So I guess what I’m saying is…I’m highly impressionable.

If Kiefer and I don’t make it, I’m blaming the movie. If we can blame the movies for violence, we can also blame movies for my love life.

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December 28, 2011

The Morning After: The Fallout

By thoughtsappear

Welcome to another episode of As the World Turns Around Thoughtsy and Kiefer. Thank you for tuning in.

After Kiefer and I got back together, everything was magically perfect.

Yeah, right.

I thought I was ok. I thought everything was all better. I thought I was strong.

I wasn’t.

I was insecure. I couldn’t believe I had just opened myself up to potential heartbreak…again. What the hell was I thinking?!

That first week, Kiefer got several texts like this:

  • I’m freaking out.
  • When you said…, did you mean…?
  • I thought of another question to ask you.
  • Send me a text with something nice…now.
  • Later we need to talk more about….
  • I’m seriously freaking out. Seriously.

I picked up the phone. I put it down. I typed a text, but I didn’t send it. I told myself to wait 10 minutes, and then if I still wanted to send it, I would.

I almost always still wanted to send it.

After I hit “Send,” I thought, Doh!

When we were broken up, I didn’t have this problem. I was in charge. I was in control. I never texted Kiefer. Kiefer texted me, and I decided if and when to reply. What the hell was happening to me? Kiefer was going to find my insecurity soooooo attractive.

Then it hit me. F that. Kiefer is why I’m feeling this way. He can either deal with the fallout, with the consequences of his actions/inactions, or he can’t.

And if he can’t, all that stuff he said about missing me and wanting to be with me, it was crap-ola.

But Kiefer did more than deal with it. Each frantic text was met with a phone call to talk, to calm me down. If he was in a meeting, I got a text.

Sometimes I got a phone call and text. And then a followup text or call to make sure I was still ok. Sometimes there were flowers.

And sometimes there was dessert.

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