A puerile Shade of Pink

I am sure whoever is reading these blogs (why I assume some one IS reading them, is - comical) will begin to believe that this Blog is a collection of all negative thoughts. Bravo! An award shall be given to thee, whom can readth. (ha ha) It just so happens, that within the last couple of weeks, one cruel event after another has occurred. Today, on a typical day of November (mind You, it hasn't snowed!?) I woke up with a pungent feeling of Hate in my stomache. Its a very long story. And to be frank, its not a story I really want to remind myself of. So, I will spare the details and cut it sweet and short; "My best Friend" has moved in with my family with her boyfriend. I went away for a week and ever since I was away, She has made remarks about my habits. She felt a sense of relief while my son and I were gone. She has drawn the line and now, WILLINGLY stepped her way unto a battlefield. There is no doubt I am hurt. But I have been through these juvenile wars before. Her attack: Improper sharp brisk remarks, my counter-attack: Shield up, step forward, Protect. I admit, I am curious to know what her move of retaliation might be. Till then, have a beautiful November Afternoon!