I had to share. With all the exh stuff I have deliberately never found out info about the ow, but today over an email convo with the only friend I have stayed in touch with it came up in conversation. Here's the story. The ow is 'she' and Kate is the wife of my friend.
'You should know that I'd only met her briefly at their house warming. So, somehow - I honestly don't remember the circumstances - we all met up at a Spanish tapes restaurant. Now, when you think of tapas what words springs to mind? Erm - sharing! Everyone eats a bit of eat dish and then you get as many flavours as possible. Anyway, they didn't share - and were quite direct about it. Why invite us to a tapas restaurant and not share?�
Kate also found her weird in that her wedding planning was going stratospheric and ours wasn't. In our case, intentionally, as our wedding whilst a special event wasn't going to dominate our lives. She's bloody intense - and well, we can think of nicer people to spend time with. If you wondered - or not - we didn't go their wedding... partly as I'd been his first one(!), partly because they're a strange couple, partly out of loyalty(!) to you, partly because of the expense.. and especially as we were getting married the following week!'
Anyway, this story made me happy. A bit of validation and confirmation of what we all know. Ow are crazy b!tches. Ha ha!
