So frustrated!

“Mom, what the fuck? You seriously talked to Vin about my relationship with him and you couldn't even tell me? I don't care that it was eight years ago! Jesus, Mom! I originally kept my relationship with him away from you because I know that you never liked the fact that he is 19 years older than me and never liked the fact that he was my teacher!! You had the balls to talk to him AGAIN behind my back just the other day. I love you more than you know, but you got to let go and stop butting into my relationships! Ma, I am 30 years old and don't need you to get in the middle of whoever I am dating and myself. When I get home, I'm grabbing my crap and heading back to the city,” I tell my mother.

“I only meddled in your life because I want what's best for you. Yes, I've talked with Vincenzo a number of times about the two of you and have met with him when he first came to me eight years ago to ask me if he could marry you; he showed me the ring that he bought for you at Tiffany's. It was beautiful. The other night when you told me that you'd be home for the weekend and would be attending the football game tonight, I met with him to tell him. He immediately went back to Tiffany's with the original ring to upgrade that one to one with a slightly wider band and a much bigger diamond. I didn't meet with him or talk with him behind your back to hurt you. I did it because he wanted to know the best way to propose to you. Eight years ago, I told him to take you to a Broadway show, to take you to dinner and then take you on a carriage ride throughout the city and propose in Central Park. My dear, I don't have any idea why he broke up with you back then but I can tell you that he regrets it. Please tell me that you said yes when he asked you tonight,” my mother replied.

I growled at my mother, told her I loved her and hung up. You just don’t hang up the phone on an Italian woman without telling her you love her; especially if it’s your mother or your wife. I got in my car and headed back to her house to gather my things and then head back into the city. Since I hadn’t unpacked, all I had to do was grab my stuff, eat food enough food to feed an army, hug and kiss my mother good bye and promise to call her when I got back into the city.

At this time of night, I have no problem heading back into the city. What’s normally an hour and a half drive due to traffic, it only took me 20 minutes. I called my mother once I got inside my apartment and then took a shower. Once out of the shower, I had a voicemail and a few texts from Vin. I listened to the voicemail; he wasn’t making much sense. The texts made more sense. He wants to visit me this following weekend so I responded that he can visit me here and stay here with me. He replied with thanking me and wishing me a good night.

By the time I went to bed, it was 4 am. I slept until 9, showered, walked to McDonald’s for breakfast, walked a while longer then went home, took a nap and then I spent the rest of the day cleaning. Around 6 pm, I was about to make instant grits when my buddy came walking in. He told me to get changed and that he’d be taking me to the local bistro for dinner. I changed fast and away we went.

We placed our orders for drinks and appetizers. Once we received our drinks and appetizers, we started talking about what happened at Vin’s, my mother interfering yet again and what I was going to do with Vin’s proposal.

“Dude, I know you’re still a bit pissed off with how he ended the relationship. But honestly, he was scared.  Sure you feel betrayed by both him and your mom for going behind your back, but they had a reason…..a very good reason. He didn’t have to ask your mom for her permission or blessing or whatever an Italian parent is supposed to give to allow anyone to marry their daughter. He has the respect for you and your family to ask your mother. That says a ton about his character. He’s miserable without you and you’re miserable without him,” my buddy said.

What he had to say was true and made a ton of sense. I just listened and processed what’s happened in the past 24 hours. Our dinners arrived and we ate in silence. To pep me up a bit, my friend ordered me two shots of Jack Daniels. He paid the bill and we walked back to my apartment.

We hung out, watched a movie and he left. I went to bed not too long after that because I was still tired from the night before and it was already pushing midnight