Wednesday, June 9
"Not a date exactly". Those were her exact words. But it was DEFINITELY a date! They were staring into each other's eyes and brushing their hands together and whispering and laughing and flirting. It was a date.
The thing is, I should feel happy for Lacy. She's been wanting to get back in the dating game, and it looks like she made it. She found a guy who seems like a really nice dude, in spite of almost getting drugged at the bar last week. Seriously, she needs to stop putting herself in dangerous situations.
Here's the problem. I don't feel happy for her. In fact, I feel really angry all the time! I've been going back to anger management classes, so I'm doing a little better at keeping things under control when I start exploding at someone. Heck, I even took deep breaths and counted to 100 the other day when I found myself tearing into Lacy for yet another brush with disaster that she only barely made it through.
The dude she met last night, Henry, is the one who saved her from being drugged. I was predisposed to really like him. I mean, he saved my boss from a really bad situation.
Meeting him briefly last night, though. . . something rubbed me the wrong way. I'm not saying the dude is super sketch or anything, but. . . I get weird vibes from him. I bet he's just playing Lacy and that really ticks me off.
It's not anything that I can pinpoint that's setting off these warning bells. I just really can't stand the sight of him.
I'm really worried for Lacy. She's been through so much crap. And sure, I've definitely added to the crap she's had to put up with, but I'm working on that. The last thing she needs is another loser who's going to break her heart. She's well rid of the last one.
I just hope that she sees through Henry's nice guy act before he hurts her. I know it's not my place to interfere, but I might have to see what I can do to expose him.
On a happier note, my interview with the reporter from Charlotte Taste is on Friday. I'm excited and nervous and still can't believe they chose me to write about. Lacy reminded me that I am making a big splash right now.
Lovebird Cafe is doing really great and it makes sense that they'd be interested in the chef behind a new, popular restaurant. And, not to brag, but I know that I have a good flavor profile. I make good food, dang it! And I'm very excited to share that food and to share my story with the world!
The downside to getting interviewed for a popular magazine is that it's stirring back up my desire for parental approval. Ever since I got the call, I keep wondering if this will finally be what pushes Mom and Dad to accept me and be proud of me.
I'm going to send them a copy of the magazine because I love self-torture. And I'm probably going to get my hopes up. But, let's be real, they probably won't be impressed and I'll have my hopes crushed. Like a grape. Again.
I think I might need another pep talk.