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Dear Diary,

Well, feel like Ive been gone for a long time, just weird when you get away from your normal day to day routine, work, house, kids, computer, same ole day in day out.

B and I spent Thanksgiving together, he came with me to my sisters. Met my parents and 2 of my siblings. It was a bit awkward holiday, not because of B, but just with the way things are right now. My oldest bro was there with his 2 sons who are just right at the start of teenagehood. His wife and him separated this year without any of us knowing what really happened(not that we need to know) They had been married well over 15 yrs. Christian couple. My brother has already gone and bought his own house. He seemed fine, he was in good spirits and just talked about hunting trips with the boys.

Then my sister whos house this was at, middle sis. Shes going thru issues with Mom internally and is finding out through therapy all the crap that happened to her and pressure that was placed on her. So she is coming to terms with all of that. She had 2 small children around same ages as mine. And her hubby.

Then there is me, my kids arent there for the first time ever, so the cousins didnt have their buddies. Since my bros kids are older, the kids seemed kinda bored with the large age gap.

But all in all it was fine, B was fine, hung out with the guys. They talked work, hunting and vehicles. Ah typical guy stuff. 🙂

We then headed home and watched some movies at my place. We got up in the AM, and we went to a little Restaraunt in my town B loves that serves great breakfasts. We still didnt have the weekend mapped out. OH! I forgot to ad. B was supposed to work friday AM. I set the clock, he got up, but then came back to bed. I finally noticed the clock said 7am. Im like “B dont you have to get to work?” He said “Im not going” I was a bit puzzled. I said “Did you call them and tell them you arent coming?” He said NO? I shut up at that point. I dont want to be a Mom to a guy. I was brought up very responsible. And I just laid there in bed worrying he will loose his new great job. Then I had to tell myself “STOP VICKY” thats for him to worry about, not Me. I guess to me its just not a very good indicator of his behavior with work. You dont just not show up to work or call!? Thats asking to be fired.

Well back to the day, we had breakfast, and since he didnt go to work we headed to San Diego a day early. We left midday on friday. I called and reserved a room for 2 nites in Old Town.

We stopped by B’s for some clothes, then were off, We then stopped by my other sisters place on the way since we were going through her city. So B got to meet my entire family and hung out a bit with my oldest sisters hubby. They talked computer video games. haha

Well once we hit San Diego it was POURING rain. LIKE HARD RAIN! It was crazy. We got a tiny bit confused with directions, but nothing too bad. And we found our way to our hotel. It was drizzling once we arrived. I went to the front desk and the guy said it was 2 double beds. I called and had a room with a King. The guy said well he had a King in a smoking room. And everything just sounded confusing. We just got the room key and went. We got in the room and it was 2 double beds. B and I got into a discussion. Well we got into a confused sort of squabble. We worked it all out in the end. But basically I ended up at the front desk asking for the other room and the hotel guy saying the girl gave me a suite for a reg room price and that she made a mistake and a suite was $40 a nite if I wanted it. I said No. I was fine with the double bed non smoking room, but by this point we swapped to the king smoking room. And I felt B was annoyed that I wanted the first one, I told him I was fine with it, but he said “No if this isnt what you wanted I dont want you getting f**ed by the hotel” I said “Im fine with this room” and he said “No its not fine” So thats why i went back down there to the front desk. I felt pressured by B. B later told me he thought I was upset by it and I wasnt, it resulted with me just going straight to the bathroom, shutting the door and crying. I was frustrated. Its like things like this happen between B and I. I came out when our phone rang. I laid on the bed next to B. He said “You ok?” I didnt answer, and he said “Cmhere” and got close to me. We discussed what happened. That we basically were trying to please the other. I thought he was upset about the room cause he pushed it after I said ITS FINE. He thought I was annoyed and thats why i went back down there, I said I felt he wanted me to or he was unhappy cause he wouldnt drop it when I said Its fine.

So a communication blunder. Something that happens with us. I said “Hun we are both assuming what the other is thinking and then reacting on that basis and neither of us is really listening to the other” We hugged, laughed, got ourselves together to go have dinner.

We went to a Mexican restaraunt. I had a Strawberry Margarita, we ate fresh hand rolled torillas. MMMMMMMMMM

They have men in Spanish attire with guitars who play for tips. They stopped at our table and asked if we wanted a song, and a romantic one? The man leaned up close to me. B said “yes” to him. So they start to play. And wouldnt you know!!!!

“BESAME MUCHO” they played!

We didnt choose the song or even make a request!

If Ive never written, B likes Dean Martin music, he made me a CD and has played songs for me, and Besame Mucho is one of them. So we just smiled at eachother as they played. B tipped them well so they played another spanish song for us. It was nice. 🙂

We then walked around a little bit, then headed back to our room. We were asleep by 10pm! And it was so weird with the huge bed. We were so far apart and sprawling out and not even touching eachother.

We got up and going around 10pm Saturday and headed to eat breakfast, mmmm more fresh tortillas! We then started our day of house tours. We went to the Whaley House first. Just the other day some kids were caught trying to break in. 🙁 The house is a historical landmark, just sad when people do such things. But at least they were caught. B seemed to enjoy the tour. 🙂 Wasnt sure what he would think but he liked it. Its an old house, the story of the family that lived in it, and how they rented out parts of the house, one part as a courthouse, the upstairs as a theatre, all while they lived in it to make ends meet. About the site once the site of a hanging and how one of the daughter committed suicide. And its one of the highest rated sites for “Ghost” sightings in the US.

We then headed out to the Villas Montezuma tour. A 1800’s victorian house that is GORGEOUS! Then we went to Balboa Park area to the Marston House. A Arts and Crafts style home. B liked this one the best. Which I was thrilled, since the house my ex and I rented before we bought our current house was a Arts and Crafts style Bungalow that I adored! Oh how Id love to own one of those homes one day. I also love the Mission Style furniture!

Just fascinating stories of how all these people lived.

Walking through their lives.

We then went back to the park area. We parked and walked through this artsy park area. People everywhere. Photographers shooting family photos. A bride and groom by the Friendship Gardens. We then went to the “Museum of Man” We wanted to see the “History of Torture Devices” exhibit. It caught Bs attention so we get over there to find out that exhibit is under rennovation till Mid Dec 🙁 Well since we were there we opted to go in anyways.

It was interesting, but a bit strange for me. A lot of Spanish Mexican culture things, oh and more homemade tortillas, mmmmm. But then the other half was on Evolution, the cave man, skulls found, etc etc. Im a christian so the whole man evolving from apes thing doesnt compute with what Ive been taught. I went in with an open mind, but still after going thru the whole exhibit it didnt compute. I didnt say anything but at one point B said “This stuff doesnt interest you at all does it?” I didnt say a word about it or complain or stand there. I was looking and reading. ? We then went throught the portion on the sexes, on conception, birth, the workings of the male and female reproductive systems. As we drove into the park there was a big van parked outside that had a HUGE picture of a aborted baby on it that was burned, I forget which method that was, Saline injection? B said “Wow, that was graphic” I said “Yeah, I saw pics like that, remember I went to Catholic High School? That was when I changed my mind on abortion, before that I just figured it was a blob of tissue and I didnt see it as a big deal until we were shown photos of actual aborted babies through various procedures and how horrifying they were” So when we were in the musuem it showed the fetus and its size at each stage of development. B was ready to make a comment but then said “Ill refrain” Not sure what it was, I know it was negative, but I didnt pry.

Granted I do believe its a persons choice, but for me personally, I would not be okay with it. So Im speaking for myself.

We then went through the Mummy display. Then headed out. There was another part of the musuem that talked about where different languages came from. And I read it, I cant remember some of the explanations but they said language between mothers and children are one explanation with several of the others.

And I realized once again how the Bible teachings and stories filled that piece in for me. ANd how it wasnt mentioned with the options. The story of the tower of Babel in the Bible. Where men were all building a tower to get to God, I cant remember the full story but basically it saying that God scattered the people among the earth with different languages. And that was always my version of how this came about.

We then walked back, B pulled me off to a wooden bridge, We hugged and stood there, and then him being his lovely romantic self and passing gas as we leave to scare the people behind us. 🙂 Ah whatta male eh?

We got back to old Town and parked and went and had dinner, We went to Bazaar Del Mundo! It was SOOO pretty!!! It was at night, the weather was great all day, and they had it all decorated in lights and decor, and festive spanish musicians in the center playing music, just the sights and sounds were WONDERFUL! Like being in another world. B was spanish fooded out, so there was a Italian restaraunt in there. We got a cozy table, he ordered a bottle of wine(My first time ever having wine ordered in a restaraunt) With the waitress bringing him the bottle, him smelling the cork, her pouring him a small drink, him stirring with shaking it slowly in a circle and telling her its perfect. Impressive eh? heehee. After she walked away B leans to me and says “If it wasnt for my old roomie I wouldnt have known how to do any of that” and I told him it was impressive and now hes a pro heehee.

We had great food, we ordered Tiramisu, mmmmm, fed eachother, made toasts, it was nice. We then walked out into the courtyard and listened to the musicians play a spanish sounding version of Silent Night with all the wind instruments and guitars. It was nice, with all of the festive lights, the large nativity scene light up. Ahhhh beautiful! We strolled all the little shops, and I found a gift for one of my kids for Christmas. We then strolled back to our hotel. We had a hotel close to Old Town so we could walk everywhere and drink and not worry about driving.

We headed back to the hotel, and we once again crashed before 11pm and slept in. We slept like 10 hr nites! Oh and I forgot to add we took a brief nap before dinner! I was amazed at how much I slept there! I never sleep that much! But it was so relaxing! Nice to forget and be away from life.

I was beginning to wonder what was up with B’s sex drive. He just hasnt seemed to sexual lately. And I was getting a little concerned. So come this AM finally he iniated something, which I always play the agressor, well majority in this relationship and I want to see it come from him also so I was not pursuing him.

We made love and then headed out, check out time and went to another restaraunt, with outdoor tables, fireplaces outside next to them, reallynice little place, they brought us a yummy plate of fruit and lemon poppyseed cake slices with cream cheese before our breakfast, we ordered breakfast margaritas also, mmmm they were so good! It was a nice more fancy place. We then walked through more shops. So many things I would have loved to buy but too costly. They have this Tin Shop with all of these beautiful decor items made of tin. Oh I loved them but too much $$$.

I found a few more gifts, then B and I had to head out.

Bye Bye San Diego.

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