Er... where'd the band go?

Ohhh what an interesting weekend I've had! It started off with a month or so ago when discussing with my Activities Committee about a band to play at our ward's "Spring Fling" appetizer potluck/cubscout cake auction/dance. The guy in the band is in our ward and he moved here from another city... which shall remain nameless. I realized that this guy's band might, just MIGHT have a guitarist in there that I used to date years ago as they used to be in the same area.

Well, guess what. They're in the same band. (C'mon - you knew where this was going, right?) With all due respect, I know that some of you want details. I can appreciate that. However, I'm not going to give any. Other than to say, he is someone in whom I value as a person... and can totally rely on to help me if I should ever happen to go to a hempfest by accident. *zips lips & throws away the key*

Dear Friend,

I felt so awkward last night. I wanted to see you but I didn't want to see you. I hadn't seen you since you left on a mission... I knew I had to just get over it because I couldn't just keep lurking in the hallways. I'm so happy that I finally went up and said, "Hi!" I'm happy there was no "weirdness" between us. I'm happy that you're doing well and by the way, your sons are gorgeous! I am sorry however, that your wife didn't "take" to me. Perhaps it would've helped if you hadn't said, "She was the first one that I told... etc." Ya. Her look clearly indicated... well, whatever. I wish we could've connected, but I understand. By the way, your band totally ROCKS!

Truly,

Just a friend.

~

My Hero,
You and I have already talked. Thank you for not being weird about this.

Truly,

YOURS.

~

Buf -

Thanks for talking with me on the phone about this whole deal this morning. I appreciated being able to talk in depth about the whole thing and play the, "I wonder..." game with you. Love you girl!

Truly,

Fluf