Sunday, June 6, 2010
So, the rest of yesterday was weird. After the race, we went to the tri store and bought a bunch of stuff. I got some new Saucony running shoes and Ceecee got a pink cycling Jersey and some accessories. Then we went to my Dad’s birthday. I’m really glad Ceecee is still considering my parents to be family. It almost felt normal while we were over there. They don’t know anything about the problems we’re having and considering my track record of failed marriages and relationships, I can’t see telling them.
The sushi party was for the birthday of the wife of one of the teachers at the school where we work. It was mostly younger people there, but we hung out and ate and drank and had a good time. Seth, the guy whose house we were at, plays guitar in a band and he was singing some songs as the evening went on. They kept bringing out shots of tequila and I don’t like liquor, so I wasn’t really drinking them, but Ceecee kept taking shots and I figured she must be feeling them. She came and kind of sat on my lap while they were singing and I held her a little bit and caressed her back.
When we left, I tried to kiss her in the car and she turned away again. I couldn’t believe it. I thought that as much fun as we had and as close as we seemed that last night was the night for sure. It wasn’t. We drove home in a kind of awkwardness and I just don’t know what to do. I just don’t.
The Restoration Tour 