Bethie, I found myself telling a store clerk why I was in town. "Well, you'll never see me again, so, as part of the divorce decree I have to meet my X here to exchange children." But to tell D6's friend's mom that we're divorced, that's another story. Fear of being judged, I guess.
So, is queenie gonna follow you over here and give us the business?
I hope you have a great weekend too! Drinking a little Menage a Trois this evening, sittin on the deck overlooking the lake. Ah, live is good.
I'm not an expert, but I've been there. And I survived.
