We happened to see some people we knew and stopped to talk.   It was awkward at first, but then it got very weird, downright hostile, and ended up with the other person yelling, saying some pretty horrible stuff and what sounded like a threat.   It was like a switched had been flipped in this person.  It was a general “what’s been going on?” kinda  conversation and then bam!  Let’s just say that drugs, alcohol, a little mental illness (?) and friendship do not mix - at all.  What made me the most angry was that it happened in front of my girls.  Once it started happening, I threw Bug in her carseat, quickly strapped her in, threw the strollers in the back, slammed some doors, and hightailed it out of there.  All the while I wanted so badly to go over and punch the person in the face for acting like that in front of my children.  I know…violence doesn’t cure violence, but this momma bear was mad and it was all I could do not to get in their face.  I probably would have gotten the crap knocked out of me.  Needless to say they aren’t welcomed around here anymore.  No drunk people, no pill poppers, no pill pushers, no seemingly good citizens who affect my family in any way are welcomed here. 

I never thought I would get so fiercely protective of the girls.  I’m a walk away from confrontation kinda person, but boy, if it affects those girls, watch out, I will do battle.  Today proved that even more.  I knew it would be better to walk away, but inside….grrrr!   We have enough stress in our lives.   We may not call people back, not because we don’t want to, but because life is a “struggle” every day with this issue or that, little or no sleep makes a memory very poor, and sometimes the energy level just isn’t there.  I know I haven’t been the best of friend lately.  Most of our friends have been very compassionate and understanding, so I think this was a big shock. 

Life goes on.  Thing is…I would like an easy day once in a while.  Anybody want to loan me an Easy Button?