My so-called "Friends."

So, this girl (we will call her C) has friended/unfriended me so many times in the past seven years, I honestly lost count. She has stopped talking to me and unfriended me from FB at least five times in the past three years. She actually was supposed to be in my bridal party for our wedding in 2008 and she decided to just stop talking to me for no reason. Hell, if you wanted to not be in the wedding being you are all "anti-marriage" and shit, then why not just tell me? Talk about hurtful and unnecessary.

Me, being the ultra-forgiving person I am (not patting my back here), gave her another shot after a, what seemed like, sincere apology.

Several insults later, she starts saying how busy she is all the time, all the while also telling me she is going to breakfast or shopping with her work-friends; these people whom she has constantly talked about behind their backs through-out the years. She also made time for particular people whom are VERY unhealthy for her.

Fast forward to the past few days. I was deleted from FB by her after asking her why she posted she only has "One TRUE friend."

I get a VM from her last night stating: " We have nothing in common; our friendship has been hanging on by a thread; and I go out all the time with other people and she sees that on my FB."

Hallucination, anyone? I never go out with anyone, no exaggeration. I NEVER post on FB what I am doing, unlike 78% of the FB populous.

So, I just think some kind of envy (maybe?) has played a factor. I don't know what else to say. I am done with her hurting me and that's it.

Craziness!

So the past six weeks have been a mess. Paisley was sick for six out of the eight weeks. And the whole house caught the stomach flu, to boot.

We had to go in for shots on Tuesday for Paisley. The Dr. usually only gives her two at a time, but gave her three this time. Wouldn't you know it, she had a fricken' allergic reaction to it. There were red blotches/spots all over the front and back of her legs. More was creeping up her arms, too. The doctor came out to see her (we were on our way out) and was like, "I don't see a rash."  I am sitting there thinking, "Seriously?"  Anyway, she finally saw it and ordered the M.A. to administer one teaspoon of Benadryl. Boy, was a scared. I thought she was going to have respiratory issues at the rate it was spreading.

Then, that same day, my poor husband got the stomach flu at work and was dizzy, so I had to go pick him up from work. I did not mind, but it was just a crazy effen day.

Anyway, that's the latest and greatest. Although, our garage door broke this morning and that sucked. So glad this P.O.S. house is just a rental. Still having a hard time finding a house....