I believe I’ve made a big fat stupid mistake and at 56, I may not get a second chance to make it right.
Nothing out of the ordinary here. Just another mountain romance gone stinko. Anyway, I met a swell fella – age appropriate, employed, tall and fit – and jumped right into a sexual relationship. We got along and liked the same activities, like rock climbing, hiking, game shows and home cooking. I was happy. He was always so sweet to me.
Then I went on a girls’ trip to Vegas, a friend’s birthday celebration. It might have been the low-cut sparkly dress I chose to wear, but I got a heck of a lot of attention at the Bellagio and returned home with a big head. And what do I do?
“I think we should see other people and still date each other.” Yep, that’s me greeting my boyfriend, who showed up at my front door to welcome me home with a bottle of wine and a pineapple pizza! My favorite. He left in a big huff and took the wine and pizza with him.
I’ve texted and called, but he’s not responding. It’s been three days. Please, what can I do or say to get him to understand?
Confounded in Rimforest
Dear Confounded,
I do hope that the used up and abused ex-boyfriend enjoyed the wine and pizza in some kind of peace. His silence is golden. He is officially my Hero of the Month!
You’d like him to understand and go along with your shenanigans. Nice work if you can get it, ma’am. You should have your vain mouth washed out with soap and I’d like to be the one to do it.
And you’re right, missy, you don’t get a second chance.
Sidney
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