I woke up this morning with a bit of a my grain so Röbert was happy to let me sleep in, and he even brought me breakfast (black coffee, my favorite!) and the newspaper (actually Us Weekly, we don’t get a newspaper) in bed so I could relax. What a wonderful husband!
We were up late last night having an absolutely wonderful time with Röbert’s friends from college and their wives, who are now such dear friends to me. We barbecued steaks and ate outside for the first time this spring. I love casual fun evenings like we had, filled with laughter and happy memories.
The only uncomfortable part was that we could actually hear Karen crying really loudly in her house, which overlooks our yard. I was mortified for her, felt kind of sorry for her, but also, it put a real damper on our own festivities. I asked Röbert to go over to encourage her to stop crying, but he would not go over. So finally I had to walk over there and found her looking even worse than I imagined. Her whole face was red and puffy (well, even puffier than usual) and she has gained a bit of weight since I last saw her. I invited her to come join us but she wasn’t interested (thank goodness! Imagine that pulling up to join our group of young, chic friends, LOL!) I told her we could hear her making some noise and I wanted to make sure she was okay, and she said something very rude and slammed the door in my face. At least she stopped wailing, so we could enjoy ourselves after that.
I told Röbert how rude she was to me and shed a quiet tear, and I think he now understands what a monster she really is.
At the end of the evening one of the gals took a quick snapshot of us, which is already my favorite photo ever. I wonder if it would be weird to send it to a few select friends and neighbors, to remind them how happy we are and to prevent any gossip about us? LOL.