I have a new BFF, her name is Karma. If I could kiss her square on the lips I would.
Lets go back in time a bit. I grew up a military brat. As my dad and my friend’s parents started to retire alot of us ended up living in the same neighborhoods off base and going to the same high school. One friend Marie, actually moved in next door to us. We were attached at the hip and where one was the other wasn’t far away. Marie’s mom had a friend who was around alot. Lets call her Sam. Sam’s husband was also retired military and had worked with my dad and Marie’s dad.
When I got pregnant with Noodle, the hubs and I were not married. In Sam’s opinion, I was every name in the book and Marie should not hang around me and I had ruined my life, would never amount to anything, she didn’t approve and Marie could find “better” friends than I. Sam was not too proud to tell me these things to my face or to my parents or Marie’s parents.
A quick recap shall we? I ruined my life, the life of the baby, and would never amount to anything. Still with me?
The babysitter signed Noodle and her kids up for some craft camp thing a few days this week. I asked Noodle about it yesterday and asked about other kids in the class. She said she knew all of them except one little boy, but he was naughty and didn’t mind his manners. So I walked in this morning to drop her off and was chatting with the sitter. I wasn’t really paying attention and when I looked up who stood in front of me? Why, yes it was Sam I Am. She said hello to me and used my name so I know she knows who I was.
I introduced her to Noodle. She asked her about school, Noodle told her where she goes (Private school, you nasty hag), she asked about Hubs (he has a very high position and continues to climb the ladder) and stared at my finger (I had on my big ol’ rock that I don’t wear very often as I hate to show off bling), she asked where we were living, Noodle said we don’t have a house right now but sitter was quick to jump in and tell her we were building a new house and when she asked where is was her eyes about popped out of her head. ( I promise I am not trying to brag about my life, it isn’t all peaches and cream but with Sam I just had to let her have it with both barrels).
It was all I could do to ask her why she was there. Turns out her daughter also got knocked up, not once but twice and she has custody of the kids (OMG! Naughty boy is her grandson!!) because their mother can’t take care of them and daddy is long gone. I am very sorry to hear that the daughter is not doing so well. But sure as shit, I did a little jig on my way out.
Karma, oh how I love thee. You took your sweet time coming around but oh it was pure bliss when you did. Please come back again soon.