The Long and the Short of It

21:07

I promised Drew that I would update with something this weekend, so I gues I'd better get my butt in gear.

Jade is teasing me the Theme song from Smokey and the Bandit. What can I say? I like Jerry!

Spent last weekend babysitting the zoo at my parents place. They left me $20 for pop and pizza. For the entire weekend. Three days. No other food was left for me. When they finally got home, I got a T-shirt. "World's Biggest Hoe - Dog River, Saskatchewan" Whoo. I didn't think it was worth the cost of groceries or gas, until I put it on the other day. Let's just say that it fit me very, very well and it's one of Jade's favourite shirts.

Of course, it's white too. (White shirt + impressive rack = food magnet ... 'Nuff said) And people wonder why I like to wear a lot of black, or darker coloured, shirts.

So I've come to the grudging realization that I'm enjoying the benefits of Facebook - if only because it's allowed me to speak with people I haven't seen in a while that never should have been lost. I'm also not enjoying the downside - can't do anything on the internet communities without inviting Drama. Yet again, somebody has decided that they don't like the idea of Jade and being together. Wouldn't matter if we were happy or fighting alot. We're together and that makes certain people itch for some reason. The last one had "proof" that she had been seeing my man while he was with me. She even claimed he was with a third.

I humour these accusations everytime because they never have anything but a decent acting ability. This girl claimed that he had texted and chatted online with her. the text was in February, apparently. I'll bet she "deleted" it along time ago. Her only real proof was chat transcripts.
CHAT TRANSCRIPTS?!?
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Amatuer. You can't prove shit with that.

Apparently, she was willing to meet with me and talk about it. What's to talk about? He never touched her and she'd only touched him in her dreams. What really made me angry though was that they'd suckered my best friend, my heart-sister, the woman I had asked to be my Matron of Honour because I loved and trusted her ... they put this woman in the midle by getting her to pass messages back and forth.

My friend, who doesn't completely trust men because she's had bad luck with them. A soul friend ... who suddenly tells me NOW that she's always thought my fiance had been lying to me during our entire relationship.

That's what really hurt. She took the word on somebody whom she admits that she only just met, and barely knew, over mine, throws in that "I've always felt" tidbit and then does her best to convince that maybe this girl is telling the truth ... because she seems like a nice girl and she likes her.

Right.

And through this entire thing, she's telling me not to tell Jade.

Excuse me?

You are accusing my man of something and you not only don't have the guts to tell me to my face, but you want me to go behind his back about it? Hello?

Nuh-uh. 1) If you want to accuse somebody of something, accuse him to his face. 2) If you choose to "inform" your friend because you think she's ignorant of said accused activities, you ahve no further right to tell her how to handle it - especially when you know she prides herself on having an open and honest relationship with her man. 3) Don't tell her you have to tell her this because you love her. If you really wanted to save her from the pain, you should have bypassed her and follow #1. 4) If she tells you, with confidence, that the man she's been with for over a decade is Not Guilty, don't argue with her unless you have undeniable proof. (And when you are supposed to be a computer whiz, it's flabbergasting that you accept Chat Transcripts as "proof")

I didn't talk to Lynne for three days after that ... Not because I was angry at her. (I never stay mad for long - and she's supposed to KNOW that by now) I avoided her because I couldn't believe that she accepted such flimsy stories. That she was so quick to latch on to the idea that my man was unfaithful. A series of reasons went through my head as to why. Jade has been good to her and helped her out of a few tight spaces. He even gave her a large amount of cash once and never expected repayment. He did a lot of nice things for her, even when it disturbed his routine to drive me over before a got a car.

Was she jealous or envious over my luck in finding him and keeping him? I can't believe that. Was she temporarily insane? On meds that made her loopy?? I have no clue. Depressed? Drepression makes you think stranger things. there were other possibilities but I finally stopped wondering ... none of them made sense to me. But she thought she had to tell me because she loved me and was concerned that I was being led on.

I appreciate the concern, I really do, but put it into perspective ... Do your own research, and be VERY certain, before coming to me with the "cheating" stories. And if her name comes up ANYWHERE ... declare it bullshit and walk away. I don't care what hte relationship is. And I'm not angry with you; I never was. I was very sick with disappointment though. I actually felt betrayed by your insistence. It made me doubt you and what you think about me. That I'm not intelligent enough to notice such things. That I'm not strong enough to confront him about such htings and KNOW when he is lying to me. that I wouldn't double check things for myself. That I could be with this man for over 13 years and not KNOW him. That you don't think that I'm woman enough for him.

Last time I'll say this. Believe it or don't, I don't care. Jade has NEVER cheated on me while we've been together. He has never cheated on me. Ever. With anybody. Certainly not with a psychotic ex-girlfriend who can't decide if she's a lesbian or not. End of story. Anybody who says otherwise will talk to my fists, my feet, and lose sections of hair and skin.

Do not send me angry defenses and excuses. I'll listen to calm explanations and I'll be happy to discuss - as long as you are willing to admit that I am correct about this. I'm sorry that your relationship seems to be strained, and I'm sorry that you can't find it within you to talk to me about it. Maybe you don't think I can help. I hope you have somebody who you feel is more reliable than me.

That's all I have to say about that.

Half my garden is now over six feet tall. I look out my bedroom window and I think, holy shit. Hopefully, it bears fruit in good time. Hopefully, we don't get a hugely early snowfall like we did last year. The damn pumpkin is taking over it's side of the garden too. Soon, it will be climbing the fence! Crazy.

Enough with the heat already! I'm tired of how the heat makes me look bloated and melty. It's just not the melty feeling that I enjoy, and it's too bloody hot to enjoy it even if I was feeling it! the Nuva-Ring isn't helping either, but that's anohter story and I don't think you want to hear about it.

No, really, you don't. I don't want to tell you even if you did. So there.

Happy now, Drew, boy? Big sister has provided.

Not to much else to pass on ... I finished my family tree info and am QUITE ready to move on to non-Irish branch. I think I'll work on Albert's for a bit. One of Dona's sisters has moved in with us temporarily. Auntie's relationship with her husband has turned more abusive that usual and it's time to do the seperation thing. He doesn't know that she's here. Her other sister is also having troubles. Her husband is leaving her for another woman. Could be worse, eh?

God-brother has decided to join the Army. (gack!) Pardon the noise ... he'll be the first grunt in the family since World War I, I think. He's doing it for free education. Apparently, he wants to get into the Patricia's. His sister and I have doubts, but we'd rather he tried and failed than just sit back and let the world go by. There are bets being placed on how long his new wife will handle being an Army wife. The most generous has placed it at two years.

Drew suggestd that maybe people didn't leave comments on my entries because they worry about offending me with their personal views of my persoanl writings. BWAHAHAHAHAHA! Goof. If I didn't want comments or reactions, I would write these things down ina book and never let people see them.

Please! Feel free to leave comments. I only ask that they be thoughtful and clean. I won't delete it, but I will repost it with editting if I feel you've said something inappropiate. And please don't use names. The nicknames used here are for privacy. Yours and theirs ans much as mine.

Thanks!

Okay, then ... Bring on the Rain!
Sweet Dreams!

PS. Hokey stinkmore!! FOUR SCRABBLE GAMES AT ONCE?!? Holy Geez!!