Thinking about all this last night it dawned on me that as we were speaking Friday, and you were so adamant about me not going to Borders, you could only come up with the imaginary complaining people . If there was your mentor meeting already planned you would have used that excuse instantly. It wasn't until later that you came up with that idea. I was confronted at Borders about what was going on. Sunny and Rhia kept asking me what about the breakfast and I kept evading the answer not wanting to leave everyone hanging Saturday morning. They would not take my non-answers tho. I told them that I may not be attending and lo and behold, they told me thay already knew about this situation. This was not my intent and as they already had your side of the story, I was compelled to explain why I wasn't attending.

I have been wondering why you were so adamant about me not going and all I could come up with was that you were concerned I would tell SQ about the 20 minute rant you had just delivered to me about her. You are very good at cloaking gossip and innuendo under the premise of concern. Creating some story that is unprovable about SQ's family is unfair and I have yet to hear Jean slander you to date.

Since you feel free to discuss unprovable assertations about others in the group by premising them under the "I am so worried umbrella", I wonder how you would feel if the shoe was on the other foot.

Concern about Sunny turning tricks and stripping to pay for a house is hardly a compassionate care as it sounds more like gossip than worry. Coming to the conclusion that Rhia and Chuck are hiding out from the law as to why they home school and implying they are stealing from the Masons seems hardly kind and reeks of slander. Relaying the information that Barb Angel lives in filth and does nothing to fix it isn't any of my business but I heard it none the less. I could write a novel about all your complaints about the Farmers. Telling Ladi who to date or Pepper not to open a business isn't being a friend it is being a control freak.

Discussing my marriage at the Ren Faire isn't anyone's business. Just because you begin the discussion with how concerned you are, doesn't make it allright.

Hiding your sex toys in my house so your husband couldn't prove you were fucking around was not anyone's business, no matter how amusing a story it would tell. Not to mention how upset the group would be if they found out the massuese you brought in was your fuck buddy to begin with. Oh and lets not forget to mention when everyone was asking about what was wrong with you last year I said you were sick and left it at that; nevermind you were barefoot and raving about suicide and locked in a psyche ward when I saw you last at that time.

You never went to Cambodia and ran guns, brought your child to the White House to dance or delivered babies and baptised them. You never finished college and have no nursing degree. I have the transcripts so don't bother. I never whispered this in people's ears pretending to care. You on the other hand don't even bother with facts and are happy try to manipulate their relationships with each other by planting doubt with gossip and innuendo.

I guess allowing you to talk to me as though I was a child and go along with your demands has caused you to think I am a pushover. Think again.
Do not mess with me and mine and this stays here.
I am all too able to put this on the website if you choose to cause problems.