Happiness and Hypocrites

Three down, two to go. I'm going to jinx it if I say it's too good to be true. This week hasn't been too shabby for the most part, so far anyway.

German food with the hubby's mom and Italian food with my mom, both in one day. It was a lot of food and it was all good. Am I the only one that thinks an "Italian Margarita" is a weird drink? We showed our mom's our tattoos. The hubby's mom had an eye roll for us, but she didn't hate them. The waitress noticed the hubby's garlic at the Italian restaurant, before we had a chance to mention it to my mom. Her first reaction was "don't let grandma see it," littered with a laugh and then she looked at me and said, "so what did you get?" All in all, it could have been worse. It was definitely a driving adventure on both parts. The hubby's step dad didn't know exactly where we were going, and didn't bother to ask. This man is so distractible it's almost not even funny, the type to slow down in the middle of a busy street because he saw something nifty four blocks back. We zigzagged for quite some time, to get to a place that was easily directly off the freeway. With my mom it was speeding and no seatbelts, she and her boyfriend drive with purpose, not to wander. Like I said, adventure.

So by the time my stomach was protesting "no more food!" we were finally home and settling into our typical evening routine, continuing with the buzz that an eight dollar margarita and four dollar beers can cause. Tall texted. He asked what we were up to, then asked if he and Sassy could come over. This felt strangely familiar. Sure, why not, yesterday went well right?

Tall and Sassy hung out for a couple hours, long enough that Sassy had fallen asleep in a little ball on the couch next to me. It was normal, you don't understand how many pictures we have of people asleep at our place, I'm thinking a collage some day might be nice. Tall had brought some weed, and it was obvious by the fact that he kept picking up the steamroller off our coffee table that he wanted to load a bowl. It took him three tries. I actually loaded a bowl in the meantime, because he didn't seem to be getting around to it. He didn't even try to pass it to Sassy. I don't mind when people don't smoke, that's not the issue, it's when they are jerks about it that I get ticked. By the time they left, it felt basically like old times. Again, I don't want to rely on it.

After they left, the hubby remembered we were in the middle of laundry and ran out to switch it. A couple of the neighbors were out on the deck. We are officially out of the loop. Gossip used to run rampant around this building, but as relationships have changed or have been strained, we don't end up finding out about things until way after the fact, if at all. The hubby heard little tid-bits which put me on the edge of my chair like a juicy soap opera storyline. It was kind of our antisocial behavior that prevented us from learning any more. We could have gone out there and joined the group but I have to say it most likely wouldn't have been very fun. One of them was Tall's ex. Not in itself a bad thing, it's the person, not her connections to other people that is the problem.

Blatant hypocrisy is bound to piss off anyone at some point, right? Tall's ex had a kid a while back, and since she has basically changed her life completely, kinda, basically. She currently says on her MySpace "about me" section that she's completely into organic food and she makes her own baby food and all that, because she cares about what goes into her family. She doesn't smoke, and anybody who smokes anything, she just feels sorry for. This from the bitch who only a few months before she got knocked up was living off of canned tuna and snorting coke of her kitchen counter before heading off to do shrooms. This from the bitch who thought she was sterile because she hadn't gotten pregnant yet! (Sorry, I have been wanting to say that to somebody, anybody, for months!) Feels sorry for people who smoke anything? Last night she was smoking a fucking clove! Cares so much about what goes into her family? Is that why her and her boyfriend were drunk last night? Because beer is so good for you? Oh my god it drives me nuts! How the hell does she claim to be so much better then everyone else? If she isn't a hypocrite I don't know what is.

Put that together with the neighbor who owns the Chihuahua (it's a couple, but I'm referring to the chick) and some of her... oh I don't know, is antics the right word? She bitched for months to get that damn puppy, and now she has been caught saying that she wants to get rid of it and only got it to prove a point to her boyfriend. (See what I mean? Gossip.) I feel too old for this shit, funny thing is I don't think I am old enough to say that.

So yeah, we decided to not join them. We'll try and be social another time, when there isn't such a decent day to ruin. It's funny, I have no problems with the boys in the building, but the girls? I am irritated in a new way every day by them. I can tolerate it, until something happens that I take personally.

Tall's ex has been actually chatting with Tall and Sassy, amazing and weird at the same time. Sassy and I used to message and comment back and forth all the time, Sassy hasn't said anything to me online in months, yet she has been talking to Tall's ex? Is it wrong that I feel jealous? The last time Tall's ex talked to me was on MySpace, a few months ago she sent me a message to complain about Tall parking in the parking lot. (I think I have mentioned this but we don't park in the parking lot, our guests are allowed to use our spot, the landlord even backs us up on it.) I didn't realize it until a couple messages in, but she was trying to pick a fight with me and she ended up getting snotty. I tried to stay neutral, I had been in a fight with her before, I didn't want to go there again.

I know in the grander picture, besides being friends or at one time friends with these people, I have nothing to do with what goes on between Tall, Sassy and Tall's ex or our other neighbor couple that I just haven't come up with decent enough names for yet. I just kind of feel out of the loop, you know what I mean? At one time or another I have known nearly everything that was going on in their lives, and now I am down to hearing bits and pieces and trying to put it together basically into nothing because I'm not hearing enough. I guess I am a gossip at heart, if it helps I don't typically spread it to anyone but the hubby or perhaps a few inquiring blogging minds.

This post started out one place and ended another, what else is new, eh? I guess even good days have some complaints, but if you can still call it a good day you did something right, right? I think I am due for another bout of randomness here soon, stay tuned oh faithful blog!