HUH

So, I just put the last of the kids to bed. She, one of the middle children, with the personality of a baby, had girl scouts tonight. I know that I haven't been nice enough to keep you up to date with the craziness that is our brownie girl scout troop. I honestly try not to think about it on a regular basis. We have had some 'issues' this year that I'd just like to forget and move past. I will now, however, have to fill you in on one of the mothers that basically accused me of abusing her child in a cafeteria full of people.

This was at the end of February and I apologized for any misunderstanding stating that I was most definitely not intending the hurt the child, only protect her from being walked on my a very big man carrying a box that blocked his view of this young girl. Well, this mom and I have had words, well, ok, she had words and I worked very hard to keep my words to myself. At that time I explained to the leader of the troop that I would no longer be considered a leader, I was not going to be 'in-charge' of other peoples children.

This mom has been very hot and cold with me since then. We went on a trip the the USS Lexington two weekends ago and mom did not go with. Just sent her daughter with us. She starts texting me asking me about daughter. Well, I end up having daughter call mom and that's that. Haven't seen either of them since.

On to the meeting tonight...I was late. Had to send the man with the baby middle child because I was watching the neighbors infant. When I finally come to the meeting I see this mom with another mom that I am not particularly fond of so I walk over to some other moms. Well, before the night is over I'm talking to the two moms-we're sitting on the floor in the hallway at the school because there was a meeting in the cafeteria-our normal meeting place-and crazy mom says to me, "I'm on a new med!"

Huh, I said, do you like it? Seriously, how do you respond to something like that? Seriously...

Can I just say that I guess that explains a lot of the behavior. She's got to have bi-polar or something. That would really explain why she comes in cussing some days and sweet and soft other meetings.

Life, maybe, I'm the crazy one? and she's normal? taking meds to make her normal? I used to get so angry when someone would ask me if I'd been taking my meds. Yah, f-you, whatever! You don't ask someone that?!@