Hanging with Exes

In general I don't like to hang out with exes. It's not that I worry I'll fall into some trap of getting back together, but more that I don't think hanging out will help either one of us in any way.

That is, until last night when RedSox texted me to hang out at a posh bar in my area. It wasn't simply a request to hang out either. It was a request to help make another girl jealous.

Had I been sober, I probably would have declined (by lying and saying I was in a differnet part of town) but in my tipsy state I thougt it would be fun.

So I met up with RedSox, helped a girl feel miffed enough to leave the bar and got free drinks and after-hours pizza out of it.

Though the sketchy thing (which I feel is not a big deal) is that we went back to his place and watched TV... then I passed out on his couch.

In an odd way, it felt like we were dating again because we always watched TV before going to sleep, and I'd usually pass out on the couch for a bit and then head to bed dis-satisfied. But this time, I didn't go to his bed and we were friends who let other friends spend the night.

I don't plan on doing it again, though, for obvious reasons that my boyfriend would get pissed.

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Ring a ding ding

NotMexican casually told me a couple weeks ago that I should start engagement ring shopping. For most women I'm sure this is their dream come true. For me, the aspiring cougar-to-be, I had no idea what to do.

So I went about it in a scientific way. I googled diamonds. I read all about the C's and was scientifically prepped to shop.

I headed to the Diamond district in Boston and the endless sparkle threw my online education out the window.

I was AMAZED at how inexpensive a ring could be if I was willing to compromise on things. It was nuts.

I was overwhelmed with the whole experience, so I meandered home and stumbled into a boutique jewelry store on Charles Street.

I saw this ring and fell in love. It's a champagne diamond, so a "terrible" color but PERFECT for me. It was set in rose gold... not the ideal platinum but PERFECT for me. It has a halo of diamonds which tricks the eye into seeing a much larger ring, thus dropping the price.

It's beautiful. I took this picture from the shop's website. Sadly the store burned down last week, but I bet I could email the owner and get a deal on this ring... we'll see... but after I showed this picture to NotMexican, he told me to leave everything in his hands.

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Breaking the news to RedSox

When I landed in Boston, RedSox called to get the scoop on my moving and when i would be free.

I told him it would be a few days of moving in, but we could certainly hang out.

And I wanted to hang out as soon as possible because I wanted to break the news about my relationship with NotMexican sooner rather than later.

We met up for drinks in Beacon Hill. He looked great. Clearly he had been working out more. I was happy for him.

We talked about our mutual friends to get the scoop on peoples' lives. And after a while I finally got the courage to ask him if he was seeing anyone.

He told me off and on.

I felt relieved and then blurted out that I was in a relationship.

RedSox took the news very well. He actually didn't think we would be getting back together considering we didn't communicate too much while I was in colorado. He admitted that it hurt a little bit, but he'll always be there for me and care for me.

I told him I would do the same.

The rest of the evening was two good friends hanging out. We have talked here and there since, and I'm happy with that. I wish him the best and the woman who gets to be with him is going to be one of the luckiest girls in the world.

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NotMexican Comes to Boston!

And... he loves it!

Naturally...

Despite being a generally terrible tour guide, I put some effort into NotMexican's visit.

He arrived late Friday night, so we pretty much went home and shagged. I mean come on... it had been a week since I got some and that is a long time for me.

Saturday we woke up and I walked him over a whole chunk of the city. We started in Beacon Hill, walked down Charles St, crossed the gardens to Newbury St, walked down newbury and crossed Mass Ave, walking all the way to Fenway. We stopped at Boston Beer Works to have a beer and watch some World Cup. Then we walked all the way back to beacon hill.

Most of my friends know I'm a walker. Never had a car and not excited to ever have one.

We napped and then walked to Charlestown Navy Yard to go on a sailing cruise around the harbor. NotMexican LOVES the water and loved the trip.

That night I took him to Finale for dessert. YUM.

Sunday... we both were sick. He ached all over and had stomach issues. My food poisoning from the week prior made a comeback out the rear-end only. We hopped on to the commuter rail to see my parents in the burbs, and my mom took care of both of us for the rest of the day.

I think she loved it.

Now she wants NotMexican to visit more often, as do I. He's already booked his trip for the coming weeks.

If people haven't already signed up for the website Groupon, here is a link:

http://www.groupon.com/r/uu3206654

I got a $30 gift certificate to use for food AND alcohol at Finale. It's great for awesome deals in your city!

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