remember my night from hell in the city? you can imagine that i don't want to call up and chit chat with either artsy chick or know it all husband in the near future.

but...his was the last number dialed on my cell phone and my hubby hits call by accident. no problem. we didn't notice that he did it for awhile and it appears that no one was there. (have to wonder what kind of message we were leaving while we didn't know it was on....did i call her a bitch again?? lol)

thought it was over. but then last night. interrupting my mets game (another reason to dislike them!) my cell phone rings:

"hi michelle this is know-it-all-husband"
"umm. hi"
"did you mean to call me today?"
"nope. jim hit call by accident. sorry"
"oh, that's ok. thought maybe you guys wanted to hang out"
i would rather hang out a 30 story window by my toenails!
"ummm. nope"
"we have a really bad connection, huh? that's funny"
"umm. yeah"
"had a lot of fun the other night"
me making "we're breaking up static noises" so that he will go away
"we should get together again sometime"
"what's that? can't really hear you. guess i will talk to you later. bye"

who does this? who calls people back who have obviously called by accident? ack! this is like people who call and say "who is this?" they called me!!!

oh. and in other news....even though know-it-all-husband-of-artsy-bitch interrupted the game. the mets won. they actually came back from a deficit and scored runs. it was mind-boggling. they were hopping around like it was a play-off game. woohoo!! walk-off hit. those kinds of wins are the most fun. dontcha think??