So this week I found out that I am pregnant. And then that I am separated.
But the thing is...
My husband and I are NOT expecting another baby any more than we are planning on removing our heads from each others asses! That's right my husband and I are "that" couple. If he isn't on board, we are in the same room... The Navy keeps us apart enough. Right?
So, I was texted/IMed/called by several friends who were either worried about my marriage or upset that I hadn't announced a nursery theme. All because some people just don't understand that entertainment can be achieved in ways other than making shit up to make yourself seem interesting. Could someone please tell me how even if I were preggo or breaking up, its anyone else's business than the girls I tell?
The mystery didn't take long to solve. The source of all of the above gossip was none other than a former friend/FRG president who cannot grasp the difference between not being friends and being enemies. She was shed as dead weight back in January. She is needy and plays the helpless routine so that folks do everything for her. I was dealing with a deployment, 5 kids (2 of which were having major deployment side effects), my volunteer work for the ship and all of the shit that goes along with it. So I told her that I was done and quit. That was that, or so I thought. For the next few months while our husbands were still deployed I was bombarded with calls from the captain's wife because she lying about things I said or did. The CMC even had a sit down with my husband to try to straighten things out. Neither one of us knew what the hell was going on. But still that nasty monkey kept trying to fling poo into the fan. Don't get me wrong... I love gossip. But I love hearing it, not making it up! Especially since its been 5 months since the "break up"! OMG WTF
I'm sure that this is not the end of the ballad of RL... she is still alive...
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