Now, I am not a big fan of Facebook, but it has it's benefits. The hubs has an account that we "share." That basically means I can look at and be friends with people I want but still remain somewhat anonymous. Score! The profile is all him so unless you know my married name (which is very uncommon) you can't find me! Neener, neener, neener!
Anyhoo- Cupcake emails me and tells me that a mutual friend was found on Fb by my ex-boyfriend. Holy Guacamole! While one of the smartest people I've ever known, he's also probably one of the most messed up. I have not heard from or seen him since Christmas Eve 1996 when he showed up at my house. In the past 12 years since, he could have been a drug dealer in California, he could have been elected Mayor in Maryland, he could have been in jail in Florida or he could have been a poly sci professor in Tennessee. Any of those things were quite possible. Turns out he is an elementary school teacher about to take a job in Korea! See, I told you- anything was possible!
Then, another friend posts these hi-damn-larius pics from high school. Let's just say I have my shirt tied in a knot, Daisy Duke style in one of them. Nice. So I had to email 2 more friends to tell them about that.
So I'm all giggling to myself, trying to concentrate at work, thinking about old times. Cupcake and I are emailing back a forth with snarky comments (some of you may be asking, "why don't you just text?" to which I say, "I'm at work, I don't get cell reception there," and " I don't text. I don't care. Just call me or email me dammit."). It all made for a fun morning and I was in a great mood.
Then, the kids had to show up, all crying and bleeding and puking and fighting and crying some more and being stubborn and junk like that and, for fun, throw in a teacher having a meltdown. Such a buzz-kill...
On a different note-I wanted to give a little shout out to Bliss Cupcakery. If you know my neck of the woods, it's a new Cupcake place in town and they are delish! Very similar to Cupcake (the bakery not the person)in Charleston. I'd even say Bliss was a little better! Here's the red velvet one. Mmmmm...