Steer clear of Ms. Beach Blanket Blackout
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This article was published 17/07/2018 (2998 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
Dear Miss Lonelyhearts: I’m 26. I met a hot-looking woman in her 30s by herself at the lake, sitting on a beach blanket she probably bought in Mexico.
I asked her about her wild blanket and that was the beginning. We were still talking when the other people left the beach and I invited her to my cabin for a drink.
She looked a bit nervous — her cabin was nearby — but she followed me.
At my cabin she downed a big glass of red wine — no big deal — but then another and another. Finally, she was plastered, slurring her words and everything.
Then she asked me in no uncertain terms to take her to bed. I laughed and said I wouldn’t take anyone to bed drunk and told her to put her top back on.
I poured her into my car and drove her back to her cabin. She invited me in, but I wouldn’t go.
I didn’t see her on the beach until three days later. She said she’d had a “blackout” and didn’t remember much after we had left for my cabin.
When I asked her if she had blackouts often she said, “Of course, ya big baby. Don’t you?”
What do you think she meant? Do you think she was lying and just said she had blackouts because she was embarrassed of her behaviour?
I just wondered if she actually liked me and getting drunk was a one-off thing.
— Curious Guy, East Beaches
Dear Curious: This was not her first time. She reeled you in with the conversation-piece blanket.
But this woman is not interested in you at all now. Why? She avoided you for two days at the beach and wasn’t apologetic when she saw you.
She told you something seriously off-putting about herself (the blackouts) and then she shoved it right back at you, insinuating you might have them, too.
Heavy drinking causes blackouts, whether it’s a first time as a teenager or as an older, seasoned drinker.
You already know she can pour it down by the glassful, and she doesn’t like you knowing how drunk and sexually available she can get.
If anything came back to her memory, it might have been something emotional, like how she felt when you refused her sex.
Better find yourself a different hangout at the beach, far away from Ms. Trouble, and make some other friends to enjoy what should be the good times of summer.
Let this woman reel in some other guy.
Dear Miss Lonelyhearts: My wife went on a weekend holiday “with her girlfriend” — supposedly someone I didn’t know, she said.
While she was away, I got into her computer. As I suspected, she was going to meet another guy.
I don’t want her to leave the kids and me. I had an affair once and she forgave me.
I’m so desperate I will forgive her for this, if she stops it right now.
What should I do?
— Not An Innocent Husband, Tuxedo
Dear Not Innocent: Make an emergency appointment for yourself to see a relationship counsellor.
Once you have a plan, ask your wife to see the counsellor with you a day or so later.
If she wants to talk about the affair right away, you might say, “Yes we can talk, but can we do it with a referee, like a relationship counsellor or psychologist?”
She might not agree, but it’s worth a try.
Please send your questions and comments to lovecoach@hotmail.com or Miss Lonelyhearts c/o the Winnipeg Free Press, 1355 Mountain Ave. Winnipeg, MB, R2X 3B6
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