The good, the bad and the being had ... But not in that order.

I feel so foolish and used. Add to that embarrassed that I let someone take advantage of me and then had the nerve to say she didn't deserve being told off. I actually apologised for thinking I had stepped over the line. It's well known that I am as mad as a hatter but it was the first time that was used to insult me. Anyone who knows me will confirm that I am a good person. I have never hurt anyone.

 

I do retaliate when I get hurt and that's because I was brought up with a code of honour. Put up with people "pooing "on you but don't let them come back and rub it in. I'm sorry to say that I let someone I thought was decent to do both. Shame on her and shame on me for being dumb dumb enough.

 

I was invited to a ladies night at a local club that the husband and I joined because we met some wonderful people there and they will be friends for life. We also want to be part of our adopted community and to do what we can to help. So when I was told the dinner part of the night was off I elected to make food. I did tell them that I could not attend as I had double booked.

 

I made burn the bum off you chilli but found that the organiser was having trouble coming to collect it. The husband lifted the soup kettle and nearly had a heart attack. He is a stickler for time keeping and in the end I decided to stop him having another go and lifted the full to the throat soup kettle into the car and delivered it to the door of the club myself, together with six crusty loaves and a tub of Kerrymaid. It was heavy and some of the hot, hot, hot chilli spilled out and burned me. No good deed goes unpunished. Unfortunately it seems I am a dying breed. There are givers and takers and the takers are out-doing the givers.

 

It hurts like hell to know that you have been taken advantage off. For the person who did it to have forgotten to tell you that the ladies night was off and the ladies were going to a restaurant beggars believe. I thought I was doing a good thing for the team and it turned out to be a hoax. One lives and learns.

 

It's an awful pity that I wasn't kept in the loop and worse than that I was subjected to a horror story by said girl to cover up her laxness. You do not have the corner on grief my dear. Using a death to get off the hook you put yourself on is so wrong in my book. I told you about my grief for one reason only ... That it is shameful to use a death as an excuse for bad behaviour and I am shocked to my core that someone I trusted would use a death in the family in that way. I don't think there is anyone who hasn't lost someone. They treat their memory with dignity. You should think about that.

 

Although I am in a bad place right now I have the love of some fantastic peeps. Tickles, Giggles, Dr Hook and Psycho Girl (and one other not to be named). They gave me the time of my life. Giggles went all out and the food was yummy and plenty. Our lovely Joe took us to the venue and mopped us up and took us home. He is now in therapy. We ate, we drank, we laughed, we cried, we danced to Mamma Mia and Giggles and I did the bounce the hips and I had to roll out of bed and crawl to the bathroom in the morning. I have another story to tell about a visit to Tickles the next day but I am saving that and the taxi drivers are blocking my number ... Try listening to mad Eejits not once but twice in one day. And Mark ... I lost my way again. Sorry pet.

 

I told the hostess with the mostest that from now on we should all make something for future girls nights so that no one girl has to knock herself out. Some others should take a hint. There's food for thought!