Saturday, December 24, 2011

In My Face...Or On It

After I exploded in my recent blog, Meshwell turns around and invites me to dinner with him and his mom.  Did I get to go? No...why? Because to add to my horrible holiday, I have a cold sore the size of a mountain on my face and would prefer not to meet someones mother like that.  

Here's my thing though- he knows about my insecurity with my appearance right now.  I even told him that I was planning on spending the holiday in my house because I was too uncomfortable with going out in public like this.  So why would he ask me to come to dinner? It wasn't as if he forgot about it.  When I reminded him about my appearance, he goes "that's up to you."  It was as if he was giving me an option to do something that he knew wasn't a good idea and was leaving it up to me to make a decision. 

At first I was happy that he was cool with me meeting his mom.  And then after I gave it some thought, I started to wonder... "Is this a ploy to make it seem as if he cared enough about me to make an effort to avoid me having to spend Christmas Eve alone? ...asking a question that he already knew the answer to?  You feel where I'm coming from with this?  Like..."Let me ask Jocelyn to dinner so she can't say that I didn't ask.  I know her answer will be no, so its a win win for me."

I guess I will never know...but I am thinking the worst because he never called me to verify if I was coming and it's been about 6 hours since they met up for dinner.  SMH