Talk To Us Tuesday – Week 3

This week, I have a lot of things on my mind but I spewed a bunch of them in my Random Tuesday post. So I think I’ll talk about Friends and Rules.

Before we had children (so as long as 5 years ago), Ash and I found ourselves involved in a Dinner Club with some other couples. Not all of them had kids but most. (Initials used to protect the semi-innocent :) ) Ti and K had two kids, D and J had one, Ta and H had one… then there was us and one other couple. We went to dinner once a month and had a blast. Well, C and R entered the picture and she and I were pregnant at the same time. So we’re this group of people who have a history and lots in common.

That was your backstory. A couple weeks ago, D set up a zoo outing. And I noticed that C wasn’t there, which I found odd. Her son, P, goes to school with my kids and she’s pretty good friends with Ti. Anyway, I just assumed she was invited but couldn’t go because they were in GA, b/c that’s where her family is and they go on most weekends. Turns out that no, D just didn’t invite C. And man, was she ever pissed. Turns out D had been treating her pretty poorly for a while now. Well, I semi-brought it up at Girls’ Night (D was not there this time). And C shushed me because she didn’t tell Ti about it. I was kind of surprised. See, if I had an issue, I’d ask about it. Especially if there was seemingly no reason for C to have been left out.

This all got me thinking about the dynamic between groups of friends. I was especially tuned into this because every year for Halloween, Ti and K do a big thing at their house because they have a very kid-friendly neighbourhood. She makes a big dinner and has snacks and all and then the kids pile into a trailer pulled by a truck and we Trick-or-Treating. My problem is, that’s really irritating. Getting in the truck, walking to the house (which takes time depending on the age of your child), getting back into the trailer, driving 2-3 houses down… lather, rinse, repeat.

So I sort of blurted out, after my second beer on Saturday, that we might not go this year. And though I know Ti didn’t *really* care, the thing is that now, I’ve set into motion an entire… THING. Next time they set up a get-together, they’ll think twice about inviting me, because if I opted out of one thing, I may opt out again. I know they aren’t trying to be vicious, but I swear this is the mindset. And maybe something like that happened between D and C and that was why she was left off the Facebook invite.

I don’t know but I shouldn’t stress about it the way I do. But I kind of want to just take my kids around our neighbourhood and not worry about the big to-do. I don’t want to do anything to rock the boat but it appears this sort of thing always happens. How do I prevent this except by always saying yes, even when I don’t want to?

Random Tuesday – The World is Full of Injustices edition


Not all my bullets are about the injustice in the world but you know, it’s a theme. Go with it. And then go on over and link up yourself!

  • I just feel like sometimes, things happen that make you go, “Really? Are you serious?” And then ::facepalm::
  • Like on Sunday, when I just needed a break and some coffee because I was exhausted. I drove all the way to the Dunkin’ Donuts and they said due to a power outage earlier that morning, all the skim milk went bad. JUST the skim milk. Can I not catch a break??
  • I semi-subbed a class for a fellow TA on Monday and all I really had to do was start a movie. Except said movie didn’t play correctly and I had to re-download it, which would have taken about 8 minutes. The kids gave me attitude, I told them they didn’t have to stay if they didn’t want to because – heck – not my problem, you know? And then they gave me attitude. Little bastards. Nine out of 25 people actually stayed. I hope the TA gives them a quiz.
  • Like I mentioned in yesterday’s post, Isaac hurled around 11 PM Sunday night but for what reason, I do not know. My only guess is that he had too much cheese and he really is lactose intolerant. (We’ve had him on Lactaid for months after the transition to whole milk didn’t pan out.)
  • Sunday afternoon, I was in the office and Ell and Isaac were playing in one of the bedrooms and I hear Elliot asking someone questions. Something like, “Do you have dogs or cats?”. And I asked, ‘Who are you talking to, Elliot?” And his answer was, “The boy outside.” And sure enough, the kid who lives down the street (maybe 8 or 9?)  was outside Isaac’s window – step dancing! – and talking to him through the window. A.) The blinds were closed so Elliot peeked out when he heard the noise; it’s not like the boy could see anyone in our house so he was just step dancing in my yard. B.) When I asked Ell what the boy was doing he said he was in our mailbox. Well, I went out there to say something – I was going to be polite – but he was already gone. And our outgoing mail was still there. But still. What do I DO about that?
  • Ash is studying hardcore this week so I’m picking up the slack. Because you’re not hardcore… unless you live hardcore!
  • I have to go to the dentist today. Seeing as how that’s right up there on the list of Americans’ worst fears, I thought I’d mention it. I, for one, don’t mind it one bit.
  • I also don’t mind public speaking, which is #1 on that list.
  • I don’t know if going to the dentist is on that list anymore. Or if there even is a list. I’m totally BSing you now.

Aaaand there you have it folks. Your Man Candy today is Jared…Koronkiewicz. I think he has a great modeling career ahead of him… and that he’ll eventually change that last name. Peace out peoples!