I have a douchbag ex.  He's been an ex for a very, very, very long time (like, several years) and every once in a while he pops up out of no where.

Well, recently I've heard a few things about him.  He lives at home now, coming back after many years being away.  I've heard he's got no job, his parents and sister want him out asap, but I guess they took him in after he lost a job and had no where to go.  The problem is, he doesn't want to get another job.

He's also talking all of this shit about all of his ex girlfriends (myself included) because he's single.  He never says anything about us when he's in a relationship, but everytime he breaks up with one (or more rightly, when we break up with him) he goes into this pattern of going over why each one of us is a cow.

He also insists on posting all of this on the internet, in multiple places (Facebook, etc).  I was talking to a mutual friend who said she was getting really tired of hearing the same old story over and over again.

Oh, did I mention he's almost in his mid 30's???

Really, really mature.  From what the mutual friend was saying, his sister is getting really pissed and is steps away from telling him off, along with a big group of friends.

It's kinda said, actually.  We were together for a while, and to see him become this kind of person makes me think two things: how much talent is being wasted with this man, and thank goodness I don't have to deal with him anymore.

He can say whatever about me (as he's done over and over again, and how much each one of his ex's has scarred him for life in our own bitch-like way) but I'm so much better off and soooo glad he's not in my life anymore!

I leave here, I come back, I leave again....and back once again.

It's not that hard to find time to come onto my journal and write, but for some reason I leave months between entries-not very entertaining if you ask me.

Getting ready for Christmas;  have all my gifts bought, just need to do some groceries and I'm all done.

Actually looking forward to the holidays this year.  Not sure why, maybe it's because I've got a lot to look forward to.  It also helps I'm very happy this year, and John has made things really easy.  Work has been stressful, trying to get everything done before the year end, and he's just stepped up and gotten everything done.  Everything from groceries to the laundry, cleaning and cooking, and running errands.  If it wasn't for him I think I would be abosolutely screwed.

The only thing about Christmas I'm not looking forward to is part of Christmas Day.  Going to the in-laws for part of the day and sometimes John's mother and sister drive me crazy.  They're both very, very materialistic (which first makes buying them gifts very hard-if it's not brand name they turn their nose up at it) and his Mom goes nuts at Christmas, buying gifts at the beginning of December and giving them to you right away, then saying she doesn't have anything for you and has to go shopping again.  She buys soooo much stuff too, on top of that she must spend a fortune on everyone.  I just know when we open gifts there she's going to have hudreds of dollars worth of stuff.  Plus, she's already told me some of the things she's bought John and his sister; Tiffany earrings and God only knows what else for her, plus a bunch of stuff for John.  It's her way of saying I love you, through money, and I find it gut wrentching! 

It's not a matter of me being jealous (because I know she doesn't spend that much on me, and frankly that's how I want it) because I make more than enough money to support two people (love my job!) so if I wanted to I could spend as much as her.  The difference is, she can't afford it whereas I can.  She can't afford to spend thousands of dollars on shit and pretend it's okay.  When you have a six figure debt, not including your house it's not okay.  People won't remember you for all the stuff you got them-that's not love.

I spent about $500 total on 5 people.  I get things people enjoy/wouldn't buy themselves/something they'll use and/or need.  Sure, the frivolous is fun sometimes too, but spending money for the sake of spending it is ridiculous (and then his parents turn around and say they're so, so sorry they couldn't pay for part of the wedding when we got married).  They can blow hudreds, if not thousands of dollars on stupid shit for themselves but she can't put together the few hundred to fix the car????

I just don't get it.  I probably never will, and I'll have to sit there Christmas Day and listen to the stories of how she came about this gift, and that one....well, I'm sure John isn't looking forward to time with my family-who knows if they'll even be around half the day, caved up in their respective rooms and no one talking to each other.  Maybe I'm not looking forward to Christmas much now, LOL!

Just finally glad for the break.  I feel like I need my vacation to be here sooner than January.  I can't wait to go away to sunshine and warm weather;  really, I guess I can't complain here because there's been no snow except for those few dustings and it's predominently been a warm December.

Well, should start getting ready for the day-Mom said she would be calling soon.

I was shopping today, and I just had to take a step back and watch for a few minutes.

I was in the local department store, checking out bras.  I was thinking, isn't it funny the reactions of men in the lingerie section of a store.

Most of the men who were in there were with a woman.  Various ages of women were shopping, looking around at the nighties, bras, etc. 

No matter how old the men were, most of them just wanted to hightail it right out of there!  For some reason, guys are embarrassed to be in the bra section! 

Sure, most men aren't afraid when a woman is in private and she's trying on bras from her collection (or, are even happier when she's taking them off!)  but for some reason, it's so much worse when you're in the store with a guy and your checking out the bras.

I began to wonder "why is it these guys seem so awkward?".  Is this because it's something they just shouldn't have an interest in?  Because it's a "feminine" thing and they shouldn't be involved at all?  Is it just because it's shopping in general and they just don't want to be there?  Does being in the bra department make you a perv or something?  I don't know.

So, if any man out there would like to explain to me why they are so embarrassed, I would greatly appreciate that!