It’s only gonna piss me off for a minute.

As much as I put out here for your reading pleasure (if you wanna call it that) understand that there are details changed, names omitted and flat out outrageous things said.  These are for your entertainment.

But for some reason, I gots a burr in my saddle today and I am downright surly. 

It’s all about friendships.  either real or imagined.

Friendships for me are like extended family.  If I let you into my circle, close or just socially, you are a trusted person to me.  I don’t welcome just anyone into my home or my life.  I have to warm up to you first.  Get to know you a little bit and then, only then, will we laugh and share memories.

In the past six months, I have learned that as strong as I thought some of these friendships were, they were paper thin.  And today, it’s pissing me off.

It started a while back.  I had a “friend” proclaim their loyalty and unwavering support to me during a breakup.  I told them to not take sides, that wasn’t something I or the other party wanted and that if they were friendly, they should remain so.  Still, this person, let’s call them Barry, would have taken a bullet for me.  At least in that 15 minutes. 

So, Barry, loves some drama.  Loves causing it, hearing about it, sharing it…I wasn’t usually the target of it, so I would enjoy the stories, sit back, smile and them forget them…

About two months ago, I posted something on Facebook about someone he absolutely detests.  That’s ok, they had a business deal go south and although I was friends (closer to the other person – still am!) to both of them, I wasn’t involved, in the middle, taking sides….none of it.  Hell, it wasn’t even discussed.  It was a harmless joke and he got TWISTED.

He proceeds to e-mail me, blasting me about it and then he deletes me…not a big deal.  It’s just Facebook…he’s just upset and well, it is what it is.  He took the chosen side of my former partner and that’s ok…I have plenty of friends….don’t really want a friend like that if it’s only on the surface and only because I have a pool…

I say all this because I see him on Facebook, on MY friends pages, commenting on my daughters updates.  And today, it’s just irritating the piss out of me.  I couldn’t tell you why.  It’s not because I was crushed by his deletion…I don’t give it a moment’s pause most days.  But it got me to thinking about how many have taken a side.

seriously, I don’t broadcast my private life.  I don’t put the ex- on blast out here.  Just the opposite, we are still friendly and I wish the ex- no ill will and only good things in the future.  We are both in different places and we are both moving forward. 

Yet, people who knew NOTHING about the circumstances leading up to the split have weighed in, given their opinion and walked away from me.  It would be different if these were lifelong friends of my ex….oh-nooooo, these are folks that came along later…that didn’t know either of us separate.  That wouldn’t have BEEN around if it wasn’t for me making the effort…

Crazy.  I don’t get it.  I am not the type of person that chooses sides, I don’t begrudge anyone from following the path in front of them and if it takes them to someone other than who I am familiar with, then by all means, be happy….but to cast stones when you don’t know ALL the players involved is just crazy.

Don’t think that I haven’t reached out to some of these “former life” friends.  I have sent e-mails, made phone calls, stuck the “I miss you” post on their Facebook walls.  And I have been deleted by many.  I chalk it up to their loss…not mine.

All this sits on me for one reason…I haven’t changed.  I am the same person I was 6 months ago…the only thing different is the person I happen to be sharing my life with.  (and by the way…she ROCKS!)

But don’t worry….she’s got some great friends that have opened their hearts to me and I have met some folks that are quickly becoming near and dear to me.  I am grateful for them.

I guess I let this get to me today for some unknown reason.  I have given it way more energy than I should have and truth be told…it’s taking alot of willpower not to reach out, send a shitty e-mail to ALL of them, telling them exactly how it feels.  How I hope they are never in this same situation and that I never make them feel as they have made me feel.

whew!  ok….pity party over in 3….2….

Can you give me a jump?

So…ummm…yeah…hello.  Again.

Yes, it’s been a while, so the battery MAY be a bit dead, but once we jump start this thing, I should be able to keep it running.

oh, wait!  I’m talking about my blog…

I guess it’s been a while and while there is so much going on to report back, to mock, to vent or share…there’s almost too much.  I can’t get it grouped together in my head in a way that seems coherent to even me.  Imagine putting that random pile of crap out there…

if it doesn’t make sense to me…how will it ever make sense to anyone else?  More importantly, do you even want to know? 

well, seeing as I can’t actually put it into logical separate blogs, I guess I will dump the highlights on you and you can graze and discuss amongst yourselves…(like I have more than two people reading this anyways…)

The Girl has a Dick for an Ex.
Alas, there isn’t much more I can say for now….(counting down days…) but trust me…she’s a tool…or as known by locals in Boston, she’s a BOX…don’t believe me?  I gots a list of folks alphabetical that can back me up.  Total Dick.  Never learned about Karma…or me writing a blog.  But she will.

We made it back to Dallas. 
It was cold as hell out and the night before we moved, it was snowing…SNOWING???…shit.  I could handle the cold (no I couldn’t) but not snow.   By handling the cold, I mean, I could watch as other folks loaded and unloaded.  I would continue to pack and clean, but I wasn’t going outside unless someone caught onto my nefarious plan.  That Someone seemed to be the Respondent, being as he showed up and decided to “manage” the lesbians moving the furniture and/or fight with the Daughter in front of the lesbians who had never laid eyes on him before….well done.  There wasn’t a SINGLE PERSON THERE that didn’t go….”ahhhh!!! NOW I get it…” upon meeting the Respondent. 

We are still unpacking.  And unpacking.  And unpacking. 

We Got Snow.  And Lost Power.
Seeing as in Dallas (most of Texas) the weather can and will change IN AN HOUR!!! We have been blessed with the wonderment of record snowfall in the area, as well as spring like conditions that prompt the trees to begin blooming.  And this is wreaking havoc on (1) our heating system and (2) our allergies.  Specifically the Sons.  He can’t get over the sniffles of a cold before the sniffles of hayfever is upon him.  Thank God for Benadryl and NyQuil.  Question is, do they have support groups for OTC medications.

So we moved.  And had/have lots of boxes to unpack.  And we have busier than any time in recent memory lately…so the FIRST weekend we have nothing to do except unpack, we lose power.  Not for an hour, not for two or three hours…how ’bout THREE DAYS?!?!?!!?  yes, three long, cold days…I applaud our energy provider about getting it back on, but it might have been with more than one finger if we had gotten power back at the same time as all our neighbors.  Not that I am complaining too much, there are still folks without power and we have more snow coming tomorrow.  Did I mention that YESTERDAY I was wearing shorts?!?!!?  OUTSIDE?!?  grrrr, er, brrrr…..

The rest, well, just seems to be oh-so-bitchy and I simply don’t have the energy or sarcastic “oomph” to think about it, much less blog about it. 

There have been trips to Wal Mart (my mother ship it seems) that have been downright epic, complete with rude parents, rude cashiers and a girlfriend who can talk her way into ANY closed checkout line.  She did it twice.  Impressive I might add…

So, let’s jump the battery here and see if I can do a better job of keeping up with the stupid, mmmmkay?