Well where do I start....

The weekend was full of....full of....ummmm. Huh, where do I start....let's start with Friday night.

Buster's mom gave me two free tickets that she won to the H2 Rodeo. Im not a big rodeo fan but like the beer gardens. Way more action in there than in the arena!

Once I got home Friday from work, I was gonna sit on the couch and watch the boob tube. I then texted Buster to see what he was doing and told him I was pondering about going to the rodeo to hook up with the Desperate Housewives of Veg. He encouraged me to go, so I did.

I drove out to H2 and stumbled around trying to find the DHV. There they were. A white truck was backed up, with the tail gate open. I know a tail gate party when I see one. So I walked up, said hi and just stood there. I'd say there was about 20 people around it, only three women that I knew. The three said hi, the one came and asked if I wanted to get a beer with her so away we went.

When we got back, the rodeo was over and the women were gathering things up and they all hopped in the truck leaving me and the other gal standing there. The truck stopped and Poverty opened the door and asked if T wanted a ride over to their camp....ummmm.....I was with T. They only asked T if she wanted a ride.....ummmm...can I come to?

Ok, so mood set. I knew where I stood. T told them that she would walk with me over to the camp site.

Now, really, do you think for one minute, I want to go over there and stay and partay?

So, let's recap.
1). Invited to a DHV candle/Arbonne/food/Jockey party and dissedby Arbonne lady.
2). Thinking about making good, deciding to host a party by inviting all - no one showed.
3). Getting a call from T's mom and giving me hell for not going to her jockey/candle party.
and now
4). Not being asked if I wanted to go to the campsite with them...

Am I being too black and white here?

I just don't think I fit in with these women. I really don't and I feel bad cuz Buster is friends with their husbands, but I just don't think like they do.

SO, I walked with T to the said campsite and the same 20 people were there and when I was done looking at my surroundings, I found that I was standing alone. Everyone was on one side and I, just I on the other. I felt like that out cast little kid in grade one that nobody liked. No one introduced themselves to me and when I approached them, I tried to introduce myself but that fell on deaf ears....I walked away...I left.

I felt like I was intruding.

I then told T that I was heading home and would come on Saturday night....I never went and on my facebook wall, Poverty asked where I was on Saturday and I felt like saying "who cares".

Saturday, I went to a Theatre meeting in Edmonton.
The meeting went fine until the end of it when I had to leave Edmonton.

I got lost.

I called Buster and he and his room mate talked me out of there. I was pissed off, nervous and hungry by the time I got home.

I got home about 7:30 and decided to go for the mail.

What I got in the mail was a bill from the phone company for a line that was dug on my ex's family farm...yup. I got the bill.

I don't even live there AND it was just dug this past month! We split officially in August 09 but were done wwwway before that.

Sunday, was a day of rest.

Today - Monday, I called the phone company, my lawyer, and the ex.

Now, let's see what happens.


Happy Monday to you!