Back to Me Again

So five days after the Memorial for Mom, which I really wanted to be a Wake but... My friend who I had not seen in 4 years came to get me. I was on my way to new adventure.

On the first day I met 8 of her grandchildren. She had adopted 3 of them since the last time I saw her. She was also in a new house. Her daughter the mother of the 3 was living in the old house. You would think this would be a happy occasion, right. My best friend for 40 years and I finally get together. My Mom died February 10th and her Dad 15 days later. We really needed each other.

So the idea was to see a 9th grandchild's dance recital. I told her I was too tired to go. Darn those white blood cell counts. Well it is a good thing I didn't leave. The selfish daughter did not tell anyone that she was going to a concert with the dad of the other 2 girls. She was actually mad that we had other plans. Mine wasn't to watch 5 kids. Babysitters get paid and I had given her money before I found out what was to come.

My friend has 3 girls who all call me Aunt. Pie (nickname) is my favorite. Banana (nickname) is a close 2nd. Princess picked her own nickname and I'll leave it at that.

So Princess tells me she deserves the concert because she hasn't been anywhere since before she got pregnant. Not once did she consider her Mother and I not seeing each other for 4years. Me really not having a whole day off while taking care of my Mom. Nope it was all about her. She told her Mom that April was coming over to babysit. I knew it was a lie, but held out hope.

Pie's oldest son (11) helped me change a crappy diaper. We are now friends until he turns 13. Anyway my friend went to the recital and I was watching the kids when Pie came to get her 3. I would not let her go, except to get us some alcohol. She spent the night and when the babies started to cry? Well my smart Pie drove them home to Mommy. Yep the sitter never showed up and Princess went home.

I heard that the recital was fun. My friend was mad that her daughter screwed things up for our night. We still had fun. There was just no time for us. That will be a running theme in visiting my friend. Hey if being a friend was easy everyone would have one.

Back to the most adorable kids in the world. Pie has 2 boys and 1 girl. I did not know that having them attack you was a good thing. Upon meeting me Pie's husband could not believe his daughter was running into my arms for squeezes or hitting me on the butt. His son took to me the same way, throwing his blanket at me. I told him, "Little kids, dogs, horses and cats love me. It's when they get older the magic wears off."

I did have fun no matter what was thrown our way. I also started to visit every month. Some have called me a glutton for punishment. Read my next entry and make up your own mind.