Some Girl Time

Sassy and I did some chatting yesterday.

With all of the different forms of communication out there, MySpace messaging is where our conversation took place. Regardless of how the conversation started, she mentioned first that she had felt unwanted in our presence. Blink. I had to respond with it felt the other way around. I finally stated that we felt like this old boring married couple that they didn't want to hang out with anymore. She said I couldn't be more wrong. We are the most grounded people she knows and basically she'd go insane without us.

Then the conversation moved to Tall and their difficulties. She's been pushing the marriage topic with him and he's shutting down. Really? I'm not surprised. He's twenty and he's no where near ready to go that direction, especially considering his ex and him were basically pushed into a similar situation due to family pressure. At this point he doesn't know if he ever wants to get married. Duh, he's still young. You really think my hubby always had marriage in mind? We made that commitment when it was right for us and we were ready. Nothing forced, no pressure. Probably why we are still married. She said we were an inspiration, I told her it was dumb luck. Our houseguest was divorced by like twenty-one, proof it can go either way.

I'm trying to teach her to go with the flow, to enjoy now but it's a lesson slow to learn. I decided to try and give her a good kick in a direction that may help. Oh dear blog, I hope you don't think I am cheating on you for this, but I started another blog, co-written with Sassy and based on relationships. I won't be posting the link here or anything, because I'd rather keep these two worlds divided, but that's not to say my reader(s) here aren't welcome to view my new little girly playground, as long as you respect my privacy in the sense that Sassy doesn't need to know about this little blog haven of mine. Sound fair? Just ask and I'll send you in the right direction. I'm just trying to teach her the value of a good vent to get things off your chest. Take it out on the blog and not the boy, that just may be lesson number one.

I'm not sure what it is. Is it that I need a project? Am I craving some estrogen in this sea of testosterone? Is she just my friend and I want to help her? I'm not sure why I'm making the effort. Maybe it will work and it will all be worth it, heh. Talking to Sassy yesterday made her feel better, that's always good and I guess it makes me feel better too, let's see if I can keep it going.