Summer and the terrible Two's.

Last night I talked on the phone for the first time with one of the girls I met through Myspace. I thought it would be a good idea to get my name and face out there before I got there so the transition would be easier. So far it seems to be working. Saturday I met Jon at the Two Tons of Steel show. He's a fellow hot rodder and a full on rockabilly lover. And last night I started talking to Summer like I mentioned above. I kinda invited myself over to her place because she seemed sweet on the phone, I was bored, and I didn't want to start my first day on the job without meeting at least one girl.
I threw on some clothes and heading out at about 10 pm. She lived about 15 minutes away and I'm pretty sure it was her parents house. I had to be quiet and head straight into her bedroom. Summer is 21, and another rockabilly type like Jon. In fact, she knows Jon and speaks quite highly of him. She's the typical type trying to look like Betty Page.
She said I could come over and watch Adult Swim with her which happens to be one of my favorite shows. I get to her house and into her room and she has a 2 year old. Her daughter Sible is precious, but that quickly turned as the night moved on. They don't call them the terrible two's for nothing. I was starting to feel uncomfortable because I'm 28 and I'm laying next to some girl I just met and I happen to be in the middle of this mother/daughter power struggle. Now before you think anything, we didn't do anything and nor did I think about it. I like girls and I like to feel affection, but I'm so fed up with dating that I'm not going to feel anything for another girl for a long time.
So through the evening her daughter would climb out of bed and make a fuss, and Summer would get up, turn off the cartoons as punishment and put her back to bed. Summer is a sweet patient girl and never got really mad with her daughter. She used the ole count to 3 technique quite well. Its just strange laying in someone's bed with no lights and then no TV while she gets up to punish her child. So I'm just laying there listening to this parental battle wondering if I should leave or offer help or laugh or what, and I cant see anything. It was so bizarre, and I just found myself uncomfortable and annoyed because I couldn't watch Adult Swim. So in essence I was feeling the same affects Cybil was feeling when Summer would turn the TV off.
After awhile Cybil started to pass out, and we did a little channel surfing. We came across Forrect Gump and we both decided that would be a good choice. Gump use to be my favorite movie and I hadn't seen it in so long. We didn't watch much of it before it was getting late and I needed to go, but I saw just enough to stir my emotions again. The movie has taken on a new meaning now since the divorce has happened. I understood more how Forrest must have felt; being in love with someone who loved him back but didnt want to show it. He spent the whole movie living his life, but loving her and wanting her through out everything. I knew now how he really felt, and I'm going to have to watch the whole thing again. Jenny was just like Bonnie. She was off living her crazy life, sleeping around and giving Forrest just enough to stay in love. She would randomly reappear throughout his life just like Bonnie probably would. At the end he finally had her, but it was too late because she was dying of AIDS. The only reason she came back to him was so he could care for his son she never told him about. I realized now that Forrest Gump was a really good man, and he got burnt by the woman he loved. If you look at it from a basic point of view, she used him and never gave him the respect and love he deserved. He was always there for her, and he loved her unconditionally. I knew now how he felt.