To Walk in Her Shoes

To say that every woman, mother, marriage, and friendship doesn't suffer through hard times is a shit sandwich that I'm not willing to serve up on this blog. I prefer to keep it above board and above the belt.

Therefore I'll share with you this; there is a woman in my life right now who is going through a shit show of her own. (You can go send some Minnie Love her way.) I think she could use a heaping helping of it.

The oddity of it is that the woman I'm speaking of I do know in real life. I've met her three times, yet I've been reading her life for a long time. The first day that I met her children I felt like I'd known them for years. It was kind of like having an unfair advantage where I knew their likes and dislikes. (Okay maybe I'm giving my charming, charismatic person a little too much credit, but you understand.)

I've watched her beat herself up over parenting decisions she's made and have to hold my eyeball in my head when I see the interaction between she and they.

Picture massive amounts of children in the pool, music, dogs, and a casted baby and there is relative calm and quiet. No fights about sharing and who's turn it is, nothing. Just a "Yes Mamma." (To which this blogger says, "what the fluck?" mine would have been standing on each other's heads to get what they wanted.)

AND THIS IS WHERE THIS POST STOPS AND THE GLOVES COME OFF...

I had a beauty of a post going here until the competitive bitch over at Bobbin' & Weavin' Through Life aforementioned blogger posted today.

So instead of sending you over to love and support her I'm asking you to go call her a dumbass. She bought a pair of sneakers. While that in and of itself doesn't make her a dumbass there is more to the story.

She mentioned that one felt smaller than the other. Again limited dumbassity there.

Did she check the label? No. Did she return the incorrect shoe and replace it with the correct size? No.

Instead the dumbass wore a pair of shoes that was an entire size too small for a YEAR before she realized it wasn't her feet, but the shoe.

Dumbass.