How do you tell someone that you consider that a friend WITHOUT ruining the friendship, that you are feeling used? It seems that our definitions of “help” and “together” are totally different. I feel like all I’m being expected to do all the work, with very little assistance, with very little input. I don’t think my friend understands how much work it really can take, which is even more of a big deal when added to all the other stuff I have going on. Hmmm,… I know my friend is busy, but I am, too.
I am all about helping people out when they need it, but sometimes there is a fine line between helping out and being taken advantage of. And I think that line is being crossed. I have a neighbor who is notorious for taking advantage of good-hearted people when it comes to watching her kids. She took complete advantage of a former neighbor, ruining their close friendship in the process. It seems to be starting to happen with me now. Monday morning, she showed up at my door right after the bus left with her two youngest in underwear, wanting me to watch them while she ran to the hospital with a relative. Fine, I understand emergencies. She comes back and gets them and 10 minutes later, she is back at my door telling me she needs me to put one of them on the bus in an hour for her. Um, okay. That afternoon, the bus comes and she is nowhere to be found. So, her 2 kids that got off the bus came home with me. She got home, I gave her her kids, no thanks, no nothing. Instead, an hour later she is down here informing me that I needed to watch the 4yo the next day (Tuesday) until the pre-school bus came. Well, I couldn’t, and she got all kinds of huffy about it. So, instead, she isn’t home when he gets off the bus after school. WTH? Then this morning, I get a knock at my door at 0650 and there she is with 2 of the kids, telling me I need to watch them. NOT a good time, considering I was trying to get my own 4 out and to the bus stop for the bus at 0700. I had already agreed to watch the 4yo, but not until 0830 and only until the bus came at 1130. ½ hour later and she came back, took them, and informed me that the one I was supposed to be watching would be back in a few minutes. Never mind that it was an hour earlier, that she hadn’t even asked. I think that is what pisses me off. Not so much the unexpected having to watch the kids, but not being asked. She tells me, doesn’t ask, and never says thank you. THAT is what I hate.
But the good part was that I got to chat with my girl Renee, which made it better,… despite the temper fits, the thrown glasses of milk, and the resulting playroom that now looks like a tornado hit it!
I hopped on to Facebook this morning, hoping for a little stress-free playing around, only to be greeted with a message from an immature idiot who apparently needs to get a life. This idiot, despite their own issues that have landed them in all kinds of legal trouble already, whether directly or indirectly involved with the actual sending of this message, probably should know better at this point. This person doesn’t even know me, although apparently he does know my brother. His only issue with me is that I am close friends with his ex. The message was completely harrassing, both to me and to my friend, and thoroughly libelous. He thinks he is such a big man, but he is a complete coward in my opinion. She is the mother of his child, as well as mother to two others, but he has had no problem being both emotionally and physically abusive to her, sometimes in front of the children. This is a guy who has sent his friends to harrass and humiliate her on numerous occasions, and even has his mother doing it, too. The authorities have been involved on numerous occasions, and he still hasn’t learned. They haven’t been together in some time, and supposedly he is involved with someone else now. So, LET IT GO! And to get on Facebook to anonymously send messages like this? It is just juvenile and cowardly. If you are so big and tough, stand behind the things you have to say. Don’t hide behind anonymous names, your friends, or your mommy. Grow up and stop harrassing everyone and take responsibility for your own behavior for once in your miserable life. And please,… next time try not to go after one of your friend’s sisters, who also happens to be a lawyer’s daughter. Bad move, d-bag.
Selina’s wedding to her Marine, Brian, was Saturday and it was beautiful. The morning was a complete downpour, but it stopped long enough to allow them to say their vows and by the end of the reception, the sun was shining! There were a lot of old friends there so it was not only nice to be present for the wedding but to catch up with them, too. The ceremony was a handfasting ritual and it was really beautiful. It was led by a local priestess who had the guest form a loose circle around the altar and Selina and Brian. We all held hands and she led us in the opening of the circle. The ritual itself was full of humor, which was completely perfect for them. Their hands were bound and the ritual ended with the opening of the circle again. But forget all that! It was the first time in all the years that I have known her that I have EVER seen Selina in a dress! So NOT the girlie type, but she was beautiful!! A few pictures, all clickable for larger views!
10 Favorite Songs of the 80s
1. Another One Bites the Dust, by Queen
2. Sweet Child o’ Mine, by Guns ‘n Roses
3. Love Bites, by Def Leppard
4. Every Breath You Take, by The Police
5. The Final Countdown, by Europe
6. We’re Not Gonna Take It, by Twisted Sister
7. Rock You Like a Hurricane, by Scorpions
8. Bringin’ On the Heartbreak, by Def Leppard
9. Coming Home, by Cinderella
10. Pour Some Sugar On Me, by Def Leppard