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I am really passed pissed at this point. I am so furious and upset that I feel like I am gonna kill somebody.
My baby shower was Sunday. It was a beautiful baby shower, all my friends and family were there, and Emma recieved some really beautiful gifts. So of course someone had to ruin it. Lemme step back a moment and give you the full story.
Saturday night outta the blue, I am sitting on Gail's (Andrew's mom) porch, talking with her and her sister (who flew in for the baby shower from Mass.) when the phone rings. Gail talks for a bit, and then hands the phone to me. I haven't a clue who it is, and as it turns out all my guesses would've been in vain anyways. It was Stephanie. Andrew's olf "friend" and I absolutely hate her.
The reason why I hate her so much, is because she claimed to be my friend, but then tried to make a move on my boyfriend about five years ago. That in itself is it's own story.
So anyways, she calls outta the blue playing nice and asking about Andrew and I. I find out she's married and has her own kid now, and then she asks me about my babyshower. . .
Her: "Ooooh, have I missed the babyshower?"
Me: "Uh no, it's tomorrow actually."
Her: "Oh really??? Can I come?"
Me: . . . . . . . . "Uh I guess so."
As you can plainly see I had a brainfart moment. Truthfully, I should've said no, or go fuck yourself, or die bitch die. But years of propriety drilled into my head came forth in a rush of word vomit so fast that by the time I realized I said ok, it was too late.
So then she starts asking more about Andrew and stuff, and I make a hasty retreat by means of hanging up the phone.
Now we will fast forward to later on that night. She calls Andrew on his cell phone. Ok, I am being a good girl. I am giving him his privacy. I am calm, I am cool, I am collected. Ok, honesty time, I was in the other room just staring at the clock wondering how long he plans on talking to HER. Finally two hours later, TWO hours later, I walk out into the living room and tell him to hang up the phone. And I must've looked pretty scary because he did it immediately. Oh and then had the nerve to wonder why I was upset.
Now we fast forward to the wonderful day of my baby shower. Now I had given Andrew a choice. I told him he was more than welcome to stay (some guys nowadays choose to) and open his daughter's gifts, or if her felt uncomfortable being around so many women, he could leave and go to his mom's house and clean out his truck to make room for the baby gifts. He didn't want to stay. So no biggie.
However, not 10 minutes after I walk in, Stephanie dissapears, like completely. No see ya later, no nice baby shower, no nothing. I hear thru the grapevine from various friends and family that Stephanie and Andrew are talking on the back patio of the hotel. Again, I regain my composure and manage to smile. Did I mention that I really really hate her? At first i am thinking that it is no big deal, after all they are in public and Andrew is leaving right? WRONG! They proceed to talk for the next 2 hours. She never comes back in to rejoin the baby shower, and he is still there when the whole shower is over. I had asked him repeatedly if he had wanted to stay, and he had said no, but one fucking word from her and he is out there for the nThen she has the balls to ask me if Andrew and I can give her a ride home. I say no, and tell her that my car is in the shop, and she replies (I kid you not) "Oh that's ok, Andrew can give me a ride!" I don't fucking think so.
Oh and did I tell you the best part? Nope guess I haven't. She was wearing a shirt that literally had her breasts overlapping each other trying to get out, and her stomach (looked like nasty rotten cottage cheese) hanging out of the bottom.
Now I may have some decorum and pride in the way I act, but my family certainly does not. They spent the whole time smoking outside to keep an eye on everything and to make snide comments at her. But she is so stupid, she didn't even realize that everyone was talking about how nasty she looked. My cousin even came up to me and asked me if I wanted her to kick the bitch's ass. I tried to laugh and joke it off, but I swear to god guy's I was so humiliated.
I can't continue right now, it has made me too emotional. I ttyl . . .
My baby shower was Sunday. It was a beautiful baby shower, all my friends and family were there, and Emma recieved some really beautiful gifts. So of course someone had to ruin it. Lemme step back a moment and give you the full story.
Saturday night outta the blue, I am sitting on Gail's (Andrew's mom) porch, talking with her and her sister (who flew in for the baby shower from Mass.) when the phone rings. Gail talks for a bit, and then hands the phone to me. I haven't a clue who it is, and as it turns out all my guesses would've been in vain anyways. It was Stephanie. Andrew's olf "friend" and I absolutely hate her.
The reason why I hate her so much, is because she claimed to be my friend, but then tried to make a move on my boyfriend about five years ago. That in itself is it's own story.
So anyways, she calls outta the blue playing nice and asking about Andrew and I. I find out she's married and has her own kid now, and then she asks me about my babyshower. . .
Her: "Ooooh, have I missed the babyshower?"
Me: "Uh no, it's tomorrow actually."
Her: "Oh really??? Can I come?"
Me: . . . . . . . . "Uh I guess so."
As you can plainly see I had a brainfart moment. Truthfully, I should've said no, or go fuck yourself, or die bitch die. But years of propriety drilled into my head came forth in a rush of word vomit so fast that by the time I realized I said ok, it was too late.
So then she starts asking more about Andrew and stuff, and I make a hasty retreat by means of hanging up the phone.
Now we will fast forward to later on that night. She calls Andrew on his cell phone. Ok, I am being a good girl. I am giving him his privacy. I am calm, I am cool, I am collected. Ok, honesty time, I was in the other room just staring at the clock wondering how long he plans on talking to HER. Finally two hours later, TWO hours later, I walk out into the living room and tell him to hang up the phone. And I must've looked pretty scary because he did it immediately. Oh and then had the nerve to wonder why I was upset.
Now we fast forward to the wonderful day of my baby shower. Now I had given Andrew a choice. I told him he was more than welcome to stay (some guys nowadays choose to) and open his daughter's gifts, or if her felt uncomfortable being around so many women, he could leave and go to his mom's house and clean out his truck to make room for the baby gifts. He didn't want to stay. So no biggie.
However, not 10 minutes after I walk in, Stephanie dissapears, like completely. No see ya later, no nice baby shower, no nothing. I hear thru the grapevine from various friends and family that Stephanie and Andrew are talking on the back patio of the hotel. Again, I regain my composure and manage to smile. Did I mention that I really really hate her? At first i am thinking that it is no big deal, after all they are in public and Andrew is leaving right? WRONG! They proceed to talk for the next 2 hours. She never comes back in to rejoin the baby shower, and he is still there when the whole shower is over. I had asked him repeatedly if he had wanted to stay, and he had said no, but one fucking word from her and he is out there for the nThen she has the balls to ask me if Andrew and I can give her a ride home. I say no, and tell her that my car is in the shop, and she replies (I kid you not) "Oh that's ok, Andrew can give me a ride!" I don't fucking think so.
Oh and did I tell you the best part? Nope guess I haven't. She was wearing a shirt that literally had her breasts overlapping each other trying to get out, and her stomach (looked like nasty rotten cottage cheese) hanging out of the bottom.
Now I may have some decorum and pride in the way I act, but my family certainly does not. They spent the whole time smoking outside to keep an eye on everything and to make snide comments at her. But she is so stupid, she didn't even realize that everyone was talking about how nasty she looked. My cousin even came up to me and asked me if I wanted her to kick the bitch's ass. I tried to laugh and joke it off, but I swear to god guy's I was so humiliated.
I can't continue right now, it has made me too emotional. I ttyl . . .