Friends Till..... You Unfriend Me on Facebook?

I recently found myself in an odd situation.  But it was deja vu really.  I have had a female friend from high school that I was off and on friends with through about my junior year of college.  She was doing some pretty horrible stuff like cheating on her fiancé with a married man, having a girlfriend on the side... stuff like that.  So I, having morals and all, decided that I wanted to have a simple conversation with her about her self destructive ways.  I just wanted to let her know that I saw what she was doing (in terms of cheating on her fiancé) and it wasn't right.

So I texted her and let her know I wanted to talk with her and grab some lunch.  At first she obliged, then backed out of our plans.

Then I never heard from her.

For years.

I was like WTF?!  Not only was I sad, I was pissed.  She owed me an explanation.  How do you just stop talking to someone that was your best friend? 

I know what she thought though.  She thought I was going to "shame on you" for being with a girl.  She was totally wrong.  I love the gays!  My best friend is a lesbian.  My uncle is gay.  Who cares?  I love them like I would love any other best friend or lesbian.  I could care less what somebody is into as long as it doesn't hurt another person.  I digress...

So she THOUGHT she knew what I was going to say and didn't give me a chance to actually talk to her and call her out on the REAL shit she was doing that was morally wrong.

Several years go by.

She hits me up on Facebook and I, like the doormat that I am, take her back.  Arms wide open.  Besties again. 

I planned her lingerie shower.  I directed her wedding.  I planned her baby shower.  I was there the day she gave birth.  I was there for her.  I listened to her and I didn't turn my back when others did.

And now she is gone.  We had drifted apart over the last several months.  Although I didn't agree with her views on a lot of things, it was really her delivery that was foul.  Her way or no way. 

Today, she unfriended me.

UNFRIENDED ME ON FACEBOOK.  THAT IS HOW SHE BROKE UP WITH ME.

Then, she blocked me after I sent her a private message asking why?  So I sent her a text.  No response to either. 

I'm not going to pretend that I'm 100% shocked that we are no longer friends, or even at the way she ended things.  Par for the course. 

But I can say this... I deserve a better friend than that.  I deserve to have someone listen to me and care about me.  I deserve to have someone plan showers and be there whenever I have a child.  I deserve to have a friend that meets me in the middle, not on their side all the time. 

And at least now I know the difference in a true friend and one like her.  And this Thanksgiving... I am SO thankful for my best friend who would never unfriend me on Facebook as a way to end our friendship.

Road Rage

Y'all.  I almost died this morning.  Seriously.

I was driving along, and merged into a turn lane.  This turn lane is a turn left only lane, even though it is in the center of the road.  It's not one of those, turn left OR turn right lanes.  So as I'm merging, this guy in a red pickup truck (this detail is not relevant at all, but I feel compelled to include it) starts to merge into the turn lane, crossing the center line.  Like 1/2 way in the lane.  So what do I do?

Jerk my car over to avoid dying while blowing the horn, of course, all while screaming obscenities.  Then I have to get back in the center turn lane.  So I sat there for a moment so I could try to comprehend what just happened, which I normally wouldn't do.  I look in my rear view and this guy makes a totally illegal U-turn in the middle of the road, comes back toward me from behind, passes me and TURNS IN FRONT OF ME across traffic.  I was fucking livid.

This asshole has a ham biscuit in his mouth as he goes by me.

I about lost my shit.

I followed him and contemplated harassing him but I knew if I got out of my car SOMEBODY would be going to jail and it may just be me. 

And that doesn't look good being a cop's wife.

Pure Joy

I pulled up my jeans today and found a surprise.  A happy surprise.  A $26.00 surprise in the form of a twenty, a five, and a one.  I felt like I had just won a million dollars.  Is there a better feeling than finding money, no matter the amount?  PURE JOY. 

Then I laughed because I could tell that this wasn't laundered money, ifyouknowwhatI'msaying.  Don't judge me.  I hate jeans fresh from the dryer.  They are always too tight.  Oh hell, who am I kidding... they are always too tight.  And NO, I'm not one of those "I'm so fat!" girls who is 5'8" and 115 lbs. soaking wet.  But that is another post.

The other form of pure joy I've experienced this AM was that I woke up with a good hair day.  Yes.  I woke up this way (minus the makeup, which in this photo, you can't even tell that I'm wearing).

 

 

 

 

Also, my nose is not that big.  Must be the camera angle.  This photo also makes me realize I need to wear lipstick or lip stain or SOMETHING other than just EOS.  But look at that hair!!  I mean, this is amazing for me.  My skills don't go further than being able to use a flat iron.  I can't even use a flat iron to make wavy/curly-ish hair.

 

Look at me, all taking selfies and putting it out there in blogland! (you can't sense the sarcasm, but trust me, it's there).



Catching up...

Just a few quick notes in the form of a bulleted list ('cause that's how I roll):

• Yesterday I bought something I've been coveting for a hot minute.  I bought this as a reminder to myself and I bought it from a fellow blogger!  Go see Chelsea's Blog  and check out the print I bought:

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• T-minus 3 weeks until Thanksgiving.  Oh glorious homemade gravy, how I would bathe in your giblets and boiled egg parts!  Not to mention the best part of the turkey.... THE SKIN!! mmmmmmm yesssssssss.  Sorry for the foodgasim.
• T-minus 3 weeks and 1 day until I go on my cruise!  Caribbean waters await me!  I am lucky enough to celebrate my 29th birthday in the middle of the ocean.  I'll begin my day with a hearty breakfast, a 60 minute massage, and mimosas.  I'll continue to drink and sing Bob Marley the rest of the day.  Fan-freaking-tastic if you ask me.  I'll save the story behind my birthday celebrations for another blog post.

 

 

A few upcoming posts to get excited about... I'm going to introduce you to my monsters, talk about holiday traditions and non-traditions, and give some restaurant reviews!

 

Till Next Time,

 

Mel

This Weekend Consisted Of....

This.

Lots of bathroom renovation officially underway...

Pay no attention to the fact that I'm still in PJs.

Till next time...

Mel