an eventful night - part 1

I am really not very good at saying NO without guilt to people whom I like. Definitely not.

Yesterday, after reaching home from work, I ate two slices of chicken pepperoni pizza. I was feeling very full after that. Then my sweetie came home with our friend and suggested we go shopping.

Even though I had planned to enjoy a quite evening at home, I said yes. I mean, who can say no when your sweetie says the magic word “shopping”? Not me, dudes!

We bought a palm (Life Drive), a watch and some other stuff.

Then our friend asked me if I have had my dinner.

I knew then that he wanted to treat us to dinner, and if I had said yes, he would have dropped us home and gone his merry way. But I also knew he wanted me to say no, so that we can all have dinner together. It was one of those moments when my brain went overdrive and had so many thoughts running through and reasoning, or lack of it, was done within a few seconds.

Ms. Brain: [say yes! say yes! Remember, your stomach is full!]
Me: [meekly] No. Not yet.

An hour or so later, I found myself sitting in front of a large table laden with food enough for six or seven people instead of a mere three.

And guess who gorged herself until her stomach threatened to burst out of her jeans because she simply could not bring herself to say no every time her host said “please have more”?

Bingo! It was none other than yours truly.

As I guessed, the food was too much for the three of us. And I do not like to waste food. Especially if someone else is paying for it. And I knew our friend would have felt bad if we did not eat well. Have you noticed how people get satisfaction when you eat the food they bought or cooked?

I have many acquaintances, but not many whom I consider friends, in the real sense. But those whom I do, I go out of my way to not hurt their feelings. So I guess yesterday’s dinner was just one of the things you do for someone you quite like.

And with a name like Dolly Hamwich of Buckleberry Fern, can you guys blame me??