Make mine a vent

This week passed by so quickly. There are a few stand out moments that I really need to address:
1. Former Friend with Benefits of Hubby--if you friend request him on Facebook and he doesn't accept it, LET IT GO! Do NOT then send him a message referring to his "short leash". Oh yes she did! This is the same "classy" lady that saw Hubby, Lovebug and myself walking down John Street in Charleston and came running as fast as she could from the restaurant she was in, with clients no less, to catch up with Hubby. After completely ignoring me while talking to MY child and MY Hubby (all the while Hubby was trying his best to include me in the conversation) and having the nerve to say in conversation in reference to Lovebug, "I wasn't asking about her Mother. I was asking about her dad." and topping it off by handing Hubby a business card to "look her up" when he was in town on business, she does this. WOW! ...and by the way, Hubby still didn't respond to her.

2. Good Friend and Whomever it May Concern--My support for Sarah Palin has nothing to do with her big boobs, looks, etc. and quite frankly it is a bit hurtful that you'd think for one instant that I would base such an important decision on such superficial issues. First, my support is for John McCain and the ideology he represents and how it relates to me and my family. I understand that your views are different and I am fine with that. I haven't once bashed your candidate. As I really don't feel that's necessary. I'm just sayin'

3. Clients--please pay your balances in a timely manner. Enough said on that issue!

4. Neighborhood Bully--still ignoring Lovebug are ya? Well, that's fine. We had a little discussion regarding this and she understands that, unfortunately, we can't be friends with everyone. I see everyday her self-esteem rise when she is playing with the other little girls in the neighborhood, especially the ones you've already been mean to and therefore are no longer allowed to play with. It was eye-opening to learn that Lovebug isn't your first victim in the neighborhood. And yes, that means I had to mention it to another mom. But I was sick.and.tired of my daughter coming home in tears wondering what was so wrong with her that you wouldn't even want to speak to her.

I'm done now with the rant! There will be a more positive post next time, promise.