(First, let me apologize for that horrible last post. I wrote it way too fast, without a lot of thought. I'm sure that I'll end up re-writing it completely very soon. Thanks for not unfollowing me for that one!)
Now, on to the real post:
I got a mesage today from a friend. He wanted to let me know he was going to be a daddy.
I know, y'all are thinking: Yay! Misfit's friend is gonna have a bambino in the house soon. Yeah, that's not the thought that went through my head, to say the least.
I'm not being a bitch. Ok, so maybe I am just a little.
However, when friend is closer to 50 than to 20, and has only been with the woman 3 months - well, I just can't get that whole, "I'm happy for you" vibe going.
Ok, even the above I could deal with.
BUT, when said "new mommy" already has TEN kids, by at least 6 different daddies...yeah, hard to be excited.
When friend is in town on business, and new mommy calls to say she's going to...uhmmmm...perform activities with a "friend" to make extra money.....hard to get excited.
When friend is in town to take car of rental property, and new mommy's old boyfriend answers phone and tells friend not to ever call her again....still can't bring myself to get excited.
When the first thought that came to my mind was, "you ARE getting a DNA test, I knew I couldn't be excited.
In fact, I wanted to get in my car, drive over to where friend and new mommy are residing, and knock friend upside the head.
Maybe it would wake his ass up....I doubt it...but maybe.