Oh ****, I'll never get
Vinny to
wear this now that the skinny one is back.
Feeling kinda sad today - I'm ending a friendship that dates back to my university years and I feel as if I'm saying goodbye to part of my youth as well.
This old friend made new contact with me a couple of years ago and it soon became apparent how far apart we had grown. She's blaming her son for decisions that should never have been his to make in the first place and this infuriates me - when parents forget who's the child and who's the parent. This young man asked his dad to please not be dead drunk on the son's secondary school graduation party or to leave if he was. That plea ignited an argument that ended with my friend asking her husband for a divorce and this is now the son's "fault", ten years later, another divorce later, still the son's "fault". I just can't listen to that ******** anymore, it's wearing me down. Don't want to be "therapeutical" ever again in my life, I just want to be a friend - but I can't be hers, anymore, and I'm telling her that. It's tough, though, real tough.
search me!
Thanks
Dolly and
jno for asking about my fate concerning the
Spanish invasion, but I fear it will come upon me much like the Spanish inquisition in Monty Python - you never expect it! At least
she seems to be travelling slowly.
Well, anyway - I'll be getting on with my picture filing projects and stuff now that all is well and all are well and all is swell that ends swell. I'm
so glad you're okay
Robinia.
Don't wait up for me.