{"id":2469,"date":"2011-09-09T12:51:01","date_gmt":"2011-09-09T19:51:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.heatherbarton.com\/?p=2469"},"modified":"2025-11-02T18:01:20","modified_gmt":"2025-11-03T01:01:20","slug":"crazy-on-my-shoulder-all-weekend-long","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.heatherbarton.com\/?p=2469","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Crazy&#8221; on my shoulder all weekend long"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>OK.. this is LONG, and I apologize.. but as you read it you&#8217;ll know why I couldn&#8217;t break it into two posts.<\/p>\n<p>That last weekend in August was nuts.\u00a0\u00a0 Amusingly, not so much for ME but\u00a0 for so many people around me.\u00a0 As if I wherever I went, Mayhem was following along. (He&#8217;s HOT btw)<\/p>\n<p>First up.. was Sex God having the oddest encounter with his kids that ended up in a huge blow up, extending to his Ex.\u00a0 I&#8217;d go into tons of detail and opinion.. but frankly, it&#8217;s not my business and I&#8217;m [finally!] smart enough to realize they wouldn&#8217;t want it blogged!<\/p>\n<p>Then I go the meet the HOTTIE that I&#8217;ve been talking about in the last few blogs.\u00a0 The one whose picture I posted.\u00a0 We meet at a Starbucks and as I drive in, I notice this obviously slightly deranged homeless guy walking around the parking lot, having an internal\/external rant.\u00a0 You know the type.\u00a0 The conversation is internal&#8230; they&#8217;re just being external about it!\u00a0 Once inside, I settle at a table with my Tall Carmel Machiatto Upside Down Iced. (Can you tell I&#8217;ve been meeting a lot of men at Starbucks!\u00a0 hahaha\u00a0 Its the free wireless, I hate their coffee!!)<\/p>\n<p>Hottie walks in and we&#8217;re having a wonderful conversation about music &amp; dating, etc.\u00a0 And every so often I see Homeless guy walking the parking lot.\u00a0 Then he walks past the section next to us and I notice his shirt is now gone.\u00a0 Aaaand&#8230; is he.. ?! &#8230; tell\u00a0 me he&#8217;s not&#8230;. unbuckling his pants!!<\/p>\n<p>So our conversation turns to &#8220;How many articles of clothing will it take before the police arrive!&#8221;\u00a0 And we discuss the homeless situation.\u00a0 Its amusing to me to realize that this generation has no idea Reagan&#8217;s contribution to the homeless situation.\u00a0 That he slashed funding for free mental health care\u00a0 <em>(saying people should take care of their own crazy relatives not the state&#8230; valid point..\u00a0 but I watched my very wealthy grandfather disown his own daughter so the state would support her.. she&#8217;s Schizophrenic.\u00a0 Even after his death my wealthy grandmother does the same&#8230;\u00a0 BOTH Republicans&#8230;. um.. sorry, got sidetracked.\u00a0 Damn Politics!!)<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8230; and in slashing the funding, mental hospitals closed and many people were shoved onto the street.\u00a0 People who need medication to stay slightly sane, to keep a job&#8230; who then don&#8217;t take it, &amp; can&#8217;t support themselves, who then live crazy on the street.\u00a0 Hottie just assumed all the homeless were drug addicts.<\/p>\n<p>Finally the police show up, talk to the guy.\u00a0 Get him to find his shirt &amp; shoes and move him off.\u00a0 Do they haul him in?\u00a0 No&#8230;.!\u00a0 That&#8217;s paperwork.\u00a0 They leave him to fend for himself and annoy another mini-mall somewhere else. \u00a0 Well, at least I didn&#8217;t have an audience for when I kissed Hottie goodbye! \ud83d\ude09\u00a0 Yum!<\/p>\n<p>Oh, but that&#8217;s not the END of the Crazy Weekend.\u00a0 Nooooo, by far, not!\u00a0 See, that very night I had a play date with a lovely Cub that I&#8217;ve been trying to connect with for weeks!\u00a0 B.. is fun on a lot of levels.\u00a0 Same music, similar sexuality right down to the hedonism and I was looking forward to spending many hours with him.\u00a0 I managed to be on-time despite thinking I&#8217;d gotten lost!\u00a0 And he took me to the most delicious Caribbean restaurant.\u00a0 Wow the food was GREAT!<\/p>\n<p>Then we went to his place and had a wonderfully fun time naked.\u00a0 Nice tattoos and even nicer tool!\u00a0 He&#8217;s a generous lover and after we cuddle and chat.\u00a0 I&#8217;m soooo ready for some sleep!\u00a0 But he&#8217;s been on night shoots all week so he&#8217;s a bit wired. lol\u00a0 Then he gets very quiet and I hear a tink sound.\u00a0 He whispers its his ex girlfriend trying to get his attention by throwing pebbles at his window.\u00a0\u00a0 I&#8217;m thinking..\u00a0 Really??\u00a0 People actually DO that!\u00a0 So there we are trying to be quiet like we aren&#8217;t there.\u00a0 And I&#8217;m trying not to roll my eyes because just minutes before we were talking and half hour earlier I was cursing out\u00a0 orgasms!<\/p>\n<p>He whispers a bit of the story to me.\u00a0 They&#8217;ve been off &amp; on for a long time but she won&#8217;t realize its over.\u00a0 He&#8217;s hoping she&#8217;ll just go away.\u00a0 But after about 10 minutes there&#8217;s a banging on his door.\u00a0 REALLY!!!<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m thinking.. OMG.. I cannot believe this is happening.\u00a0 Its surreal!\u00a0 Its like midnight &amp; she&#8217;s pounding and pounding on the door.\u00a0 B gets up to tell her to leave through the door or he&#8217;ll call the cops.\u00a0 He comes back to the bedroom explaining she&#8217;s been dog-sitting his puppy while he&#8217;s been on these long shoots &amp;\u00a0 she says she here to drop the dog off.\u00a0 He leaves the bedroom to opens the door to go with her to get the dog.\u00a0 AND she rushes into the apartment!\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 That&#8217;s right, folk!!<\/p>\n<p>Now I&#8217;m in the bedroom.\u00a0 But I&#8217;ve put on my shirt and my underwear and I&#8217;m just lying propped on the bed a little like Cleopatra, lol.\u00a0 And I hear scuffling and yelling and then this young, petite black woman rushes into the bedroom with B behind her trying to hold her back.\u00a0\u00a0 Its actually the most amusing thing.\u00a0\u00a0 She takes one look at me &amp; is totally surprised.\u00a0 She was expecting a girl her age, who would be outraged that B, just last week (gasp!) had slept with HER in the bed I was lying in.\u00a0 As if they&#8217;d gotten back together and I would NEVER touch another woman&#8217;s man.\u00a0 (Well, I wouldn&#8217;t but that&#8217;s not the point.)<\/p>\n<p>Instead she finds a much older woman, casually lying in her bed, NOT hot, hair ALL sweaty plastered, with an amused look on her face.\u00a0 She turns to B and the words spill out of her mouth, &#8220;REALLY!?!&#8221;\u00a0 &#8220;THIS!&#8221; &#8220;She someone from one of your online sites!?!&#8221;\u00a0 &#8220;I can&#8217;t believe you!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She storms out and he&#8217;s trying to tell her to get out.\u00a0 And she storms back in to yell at him some more in front of me.\u00a0 She turns to me to yell &#8220;Did you know&#8221; shit about B.\u00a0\u00a0 I&#8217;m silent through all of it.\u00a0 She calls him spineless and I&#8217;m almost laughing at that point.<\/p>\n<p>See.. she&#8217;s angry and asking all the wrong questions and has all the wrong expectations.\u00a0 She&#8217;s expecting me to act hurt that he&#8217;s been treating her that way.. thinking I&#8217;m looking at B as if he&#8217;s bf material.\u00a0 She calls him spineless, like its not plain he has trouble standing up to her &#8220;crazy&#8221;!\u00a0 And she SHOULD be asking me not &#8220;if I know&#8221; but &#8220;do I care&#8221; cuz honestly all the shit she&#8217;s spouting has nothing to do with me.<\/p>\n<p>She did finally actually ASK me a question.\u00a0 She demanded from B who I was, then got smart, turned and asked me who I was.\u00a0 I calmly told her, &#8220;Its none of your business.&#8221;\u00a0 The only words I spoke the entire encounter.\u00a0\u00a0 Through the yelling match B kept saying, &#8220;Stop.&#8221; &#8220;Its over &amp; its been over&#8221; &#8220;Don&#8217;t make me call the cops&#8221;\u00a0 He was pretty calm but insistent through all of her pacing drama.\u00a0 And after about 2o minutes she left.\u00a0 Announcing they were done!\u00a0 I&#8217;m like, uhh, DUH!<\/p>\n<p>B comes back and he&#8217;s very apologetic and visibly shaken.\u00a0 And the whole story comes out.\u00a0 They were together, she moved into his condo, he tried to be straight for her cuz he loved her but he couldn&#8217;t and she can&#8217;t accept his bi side.\u00a0 So he went out of town for 2 months and told her to move out.\u00a0 And its been a battle to keep her out of his life, cuz she keeps popping in and he gives in to it.\u00a0\u00a0 She even did it when his parents visited.\u00a0 Came over uninvited, got a neighbor to let her in (security bldg) and began pounding on the door.<\/p>\n<p>So I did my usual thing.\u00a0 I explained.<\/p>\n<p>I explained he loved her passion, but obsessive passion can easily turn into crazy.\u00a0 And he&#8217;s too passive to assert himself with her.\u00a0 A woman like that works best with a man who&#8217;ll reign in her crazy with strong will.\u00a0 But only if a woman like that knows herself well enough to tell when she&#8217;s gone over the edge of passion to crazy!\u00a0\u00a0 I also encouraged him to be true to himself.\u00a0 That, NOT being who he is just for love will eventually lead to cheating.\u00a0 If she cannot accept you for all of who you are, she doesn&#8217;t love YOU.\u00a0 She loves her version of you.. and don&#8217;t you DARE be different from that!\u00a0 lol. \u00a0 We talk for a while and he admits its almost a relief that it happened.\u00a0 He says, &#8220;Finally, she realizes its really over and she&#8217;ll move on.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Which had me laughing.\u00a0 I&#8217;d told B early at dinner that Fate likes to use me where I&#8217;m needed &amp; its one of the reasons I keep meeting men.\u00a0 I never know who fate wants me to meet nor if its for a lesson for me or for them.\u00a0 Apparently fate wanted me to help B dump his ex girlfriend for good!<\/p>\n<p>And that should be the end of this blog.\u00a0\u00a0 Oh but the Crazy wasn&#8217;t OVER!!\u00a0 See after all the drama with Tanisha.. (yup.. posted her crazy WITH her name on the internet!!) I checked my cell phone.\u00a0 There was a message on my voice mail from my mother.\u00a0 Apparently my eldest had run out of medication.\u00a0 And the Ex had assumed (or been told by a kid, who knows!) that I didn&#8217;t have more to give him.\u00a0 When what HAD happened was I asked my oldest if he had enough pills for the weekend with his father.\u00a0 &#8220;Yes&#8221; he replied.\u00a0 &#8220;Including Monday?&#8221; I asked.\u00a0 &#8220;Yes!&#8221; replied the irritated 14 year old who had his mind on his new PS3 &amp; didn&#8217;t like being nagged by Mom!<\/p>\n<p>I also told him to take an extra pill Sunday night so he&#8217;d be extra calm on his first day of high school.\u00a0 Instead.. what happened was he took the last pill in his portable pill box on Saturday.\u00a0 And on Sunday was melting down.\u00a0 The Ex&#8217;s solution was not to call me, NOOO, he called my Mother.\u00a0 Who is also a Pediatric Nurse Practitioner.\u00a0 My Ex assumed that since she was grandma AND a doctor that she would violate medical ethics and write a prescription.\u00a0 And I&#8217;m hearing all this from said Grandma in a voice message. \u00a0 At 1 in the morning.<\/p>\n<p>Like I said&#8230; Crazy.\u00a0 It was at that point that I just went to bed!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>My Ex &amp; The pill fiasco<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>OK.. this is LONG, and I apologize.. but as you read it you&#8217;ll know why I couldn&#8217;t break it into two posts. 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