Quote: ~Welcome to my bar, pull up a stool and have a few shots. I am the mother of a beautiful, yet challenging son with autism. And yes, I'm a witch.
Friends. I adore my friends. I cherish them. They keep me sane. But some times you grow apart and that hurts. For those who have been reading my drivil for a few years will remember my trip down to Mexico to be the maid of honnor in my friend Kerry's wedding. She is now getting a divorce 2 years later. We are growing apart now. Or she is just divorcing me too. Why I don't know. My phone messages have gone unreturned, I didn't even get a phone call on my 40th birthday and she missed the renewal of my wedding vows. When I went in to C.C. last night she acted like nothing was amiss. Let me back up a bit. I went to Candle Lady & The Mule's Xmas eve party and kerry was there. She was distant and not her usual self. She claimed she "missed me", but yet did not bother to talk to me for more than 2 minutes. So when last night she said "come in on Friday, I'm going brunette and I want you to see it" I stopped in. She was sitting outside with some regulars having a drink. She said she ended up getting the night off because the hair appointment took longer than she expected. Night off? Great! Why don't you come over? No. She was suprised I showed up. She again did not return my phone call earlier asking her about if she went through with the major hair change. I am done. I get the hint. You want to throw away 6 years of friendship because I don't fit in to your single life style now. Buh bye.