I just don't get it.....(swear word alert!!)

For anyone out there reading my blog so far, if you don't want to read a pouring out of a story that happened last night which has left me bewildered and deflated and just plain down then read no further. I have to get this out or I'm going to scream.

I have this friend who I met a few years ago through my BF (Best Friend, not boyfriend). She has had a lot of personal demons to deal with thoughout her life which has left her a little um...unusual, personality wise, and yet she is still very likable. At least I thought so until last night. 

A couple of weeks ago, we went to said friends youngest son's birthday party. It was an ok night, the kids had fun - she always does a great kids party complete with disco ball and smoke and games and fun - lots of dancing for the kids. Anyway, she had stocked up on cans of cokes for the adults, which we were free to help ourselves to. I had three of my four sons there, and the it was made clear the cans were for the adults and the bottles of cooldrink were for the kids to drink. This was a rule for all the kids. No problem there. When we were leaving for the night one of my sons helped himself to a few cans for him and his brothers to drink (as the party had well and truly wound down and he had seen other kids drinking them through the night even though told not too) and thought he would like one about now for the drive home... I don't think he thought he was doing anything wrong. He popped them in the large jacket pocket of his younger brother and away we went home. I never gave it another thought.

Well, apparantely it was a big deal to this friend of mine. When we arrived at another function of hers last night (it was another party for her other young son) we walked in the door and she promptly took my third son by the scruff of the neck (in front of a few people, some I knew and some I didn't) and loudly proclaimed that she had a bone to pick with him. Then she proceeded to tell him that he should never come into her house and steal from her. EVER!  That he had been seen taking two cans of coke and that it was very wrong of him to come into her house and steal something that didn't belong to him!!!! Excuse me? I hadnt realised the coke police were rationioning out cans that night. Anyway, she tried to make joke of it and I could feel my blood boil (as it was not even his fault but his older brothers who thought it would be a good idea at the time). I just spoke quietly to my son and assured him I would sort this out. So he wandered off to find my best friends son who is a year older and a good friend of his. A minute later he comes inside perplexed and embarressed. "How many people know about what happened?" he asked me. "I've had like six people say to me, don't go into the fridge and STEAL the coke that's in there. We heard what you did. We will be watching you." This is what tipped me over the edge!

Now my issue isnt so much about the fact that people know about this - that in itself tells me my friend blurts any old shit that comes into her brain and she can't keep anything to herself... but the fact she kept using the word STEAL. My sons have never and never will in the future steal a goddam thing in their life. They have not been raised that way. They know the difference between good and bad behavior. I said to her: "Can you not use another word like perhaps "taken" or "he took the cans" as stealing is not sitting prettily with me and had I known it was SUCH a big fucking deal I would have bought her a whole new box of the stuff. She quickly backtracked and again tried to make a joke out of it. She assured me that if she had any worries about my kids, she wouldn't let them past the front door to play with her kids (well, bully for her!!) and that she really liked them. And look, weren't my son and my BF's son in the front room playing WII right now, right where there was thousands of dollars of Swartzkoff crystals in the cabinet in the same room. I took a deep breath at that and asked her who it was who had seen my son do this? She said her partner. I almost lost the plot then as usually her partner is quite gregarious with me, friendly and sweet, but not this night. This night he was - or at least it felt that way - avoiding me. She said no, he's been henpecked by me (her) all day and was  just run off his feet. Well, screw that! My best friend had come in the door about now (she had been fiddle farting around in the front yard trying to get the auto lock on her car to work) and I just lost it. With my husband being away and me having to cope on my own again it was too much. I burst into tears. Holy moly! Talk about something small being turned into something massive. 

Of course then, I felt like the most stupid person on the planet. Crying, I mean FFS! But I just couldn't help it (and I admit my emotions have been ALL over the place lately, I seem to cry at the drop of a hat, so this was nothing new). Anyway, I made it through three hours at the party, then we left. As we go out the door, she says, "Please dont hate me," to which I answered, "I could never hate you," and yet....... I sure as hell wasn't feeling too friendly right then. My BF rang this morning to see if I was okay. I said yeah, but really, I'm not. I know that my son shouldn't have just helped himself, but then I also think this other friend knows my kids well. What the hell was she thinking? I just can't fathom it. 

Anyway, just had to get that crap off my chest. Tomorrow is another day. Onward and upward as they say. Have I lost a friend over this? I truly don't know. My husband rang this morning and I poured it all out to him. He says ... (close your eyes here if you dont like swearing) Fuck her!She's a fruit loop! I say.. well, I dont know what I say right now. Maybe that I will get over it. I guess I have to. Life's too short.

Bye for now amigos and thanks for reading... if you did. 

Cara xxx