Caged Squirrel

An American living in the South of France (and other totally random thoughts)

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

What I'm left with...

Thanks to you...you had to go and move away so suddenly...now I'm left with the two "bickering, no longer really friends, but we'll try to be polite around each other in groups" ladies. Who, by the way, immediately feel the need to corner or call me after group get togethers to discuss the others rude behavior and implied snippy comments. Not that I'm ever active in these after group calls. I generally try to get off the phone, or try to make excuses to walk away quickly but it's like they don't care they follow or call back when I hang up on them (and blame it on my phone). Why have I become the one they feel the need to validate themselves to?

Where are you now? Where is the person I can look at an roll my eyes with when one walks into class in the bright blue full body spandex (because she had a workout class 8 hours before and just never changed because she thinks she looks SO HOT). Or when she feels the need to stop a conversation and tell us she dated that balding, 80s, everyone thought was a joke singer - not that we were even talking about him, the 80s or music in any way? Could have used you there.

Nobody to dress up with at Halloween, so I was forced to put on my husbands underwear, create a superhero logo and cape and run around the house with the dogs (in their capes too of course).

Oh sure, you have a really good excuse for leaving so quickly, I'll give you that...but I really could use you during the holidays, what if they try to throw a holiday get together!!??

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