The great gluten-free experiment ended yesterday with me eating a bacon cheeseburger with toasted bun yesterday at Sonic. Immediately my eyes glazed over, I felt lethargic and sleepy and yet somehow on edge. By the end of the day my stomach was burbling with gas and my ankles were aching even though I hadn't done any walking or standing all day like I would at work. They still ache. So I am going gluten-free. I felt better in those two weeks than I have in a long time. I got hungry regularly. My moods were more balanced. That sort of thing. My joints hurt less. Less stomach upset.
Jon's friends piled over for Magic last night. They left at 4 am. We were both tired of them by 2am, but they seemed to be having a nice time and its hard to get any of them to come over so we let it ride. They self selected to go home eventually. The first to go home, naturally, was Levon. We tried to give him a ride home--considering he staggered and accidentally hit Chris with a half empty bottle of Jack Daniels--but he refused and we thought maybe it would be better if he got pulled over. Maybe, in his head, he'd have a harder, more difficult time rationalizing that it is okay to drink two beers plus an entire pint of rum---at least four times a week.
Levon is an awesome person when not drinking heavily. When drinking heavily he becomes surly and strange. His natural feelings of being threatened by everyone else's sexuality come to the surface as defensive posturing. He's threatened by homosexuals even though none of his friends are homosexual...and feels immensely threatened by jokes of homosexuality within their male-bonding time. They are close friends. Sometimes I do refer to them as Jon's boyfriends. None of them are anti-gay or feel that gays are second class citizens. Levon has some hang-ups, apparently. No one knows why. Maybe, deep-down, he's afraid he might be gay. He feels threatened by guys talking guy-talk about girls. I assume because I was in the room? Don't know. Didn't bother me. They are GUYS...I've been around predominantly males my entire life. I don't feel threatened or offended by idle, joking chatter. At one point he apologized to me that I was surrounded by guys last night. I told him not to be, I was fine with it, really. Mostly I was bored since I wasn't playing Magic and they were being loud so I couldn't watch tv either. But I wasn't feeling threatened or out of place. If I had, they would have been asked to leave.
He needs help. More than any of us can provide. Most of us do not drink heavily or even every day of the year. He knows he needs help but seems helpless to get it. He wants a girlfriend but doesn't know how to obtain that either. Poor guy. He's going to have to come to some self-realizations. He's not 18 anymore. That's a lot of the problem. Girls his age don't want to date a 25 year old who acts like a teenager.
Lots of laundry today. Sent Jon to have the oil changed in my car. I hate those guys. It's just easier to send him. They don't yell at him about things that are wrong or are perceived wrong. Went through the automatic car wash so car is all shiny and yellow again. Probably won't last long. I shall probably have to see Ruth and then it will be a chocolate covered banana again, but at least the road salt is off of it.
Bought curtains to replace the aging plastic blinds. They are purple with small white polka dots. Jon, surprisingly, doesn't seem to mind. I figured he'd feel they were too girlie. The adult curtains were boring so I went with kids' blackout curtains. My choices were purple, hot pink, lime green, lime green with stripes, and purple with polka dots. It was a happy looking section and I like that in my house. I don't abide boring very well. Who said adults can only have white, brown, black, red, green, and beige curtains? Blech.
Used joint compound to fill in the holes from the old sun-rotten blinds. Just need to let it dry then sand, then paint over it and will be done. Glad I can do whatever I want in my house. It kind of makes up for all the things that are broken. I would be miserable in a rental.
Made split pea soup with ham for the first time. It looks ugly but is tasty and pretty easy. Just time consuming with all the boiling.
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