Friends

What makes you "like" or "not like" someone? This was my thought today as TLC and I headed out of my little valley to visit a friend and her little girl.
The person I went to see is also my running partner. I met her through another friend about two years ago.(They are Neighbors) We will call friend one. Mrs. S and Friend to Mrs. R.
Mrs S is kind of an intense in your face person. As I started getting to know her I found out why. She had a pretty f'ed up childhood. All in all she turned out pretty good. She put herself through college and ended up with a BA. She is, as far as I can tell, a very loyal and smart and funny person. Mrs R is also one of my good friends. She however does not really like Mrs. S. Mrs S doesn't really know this. She gets her feelings hurt by it quite regularly. Mrs R feels that Mrs. S is too clingy and nosy. That she doesn't understand boundaries.
After I started running with Mrs S, Mrs. R got real pissy about it. Not really to me but to Mrs. S. It has made me feel uncomfortable to go over to either of their houses. (They live next door to each other)
I can sort of see why Mrs. R would feel like Mrs. S is a little forward. However, knowing Mrs S's back story I can understand why she is like that.
I guess this whole rambling blog comes down to If you don't like someone let them know it. Don't invite them to your parties etc. And for goodness sake don't introduce them to people if you can't handle your friends having a friend more then you. Cripes I feel like I am in high school again.
Sorry for the vent.

New

So we got the new fence up! I love it. No one can see into my yard (unless you happen to be standing in just the right spot and tilt your head to the left and stand on your tip toes.) I now live in a compound.
The Hunter leaves tomorrow for Idaho. He is about a giddy as a school girl. A very hairy, gruff, masculine school girl. He will only be gone for 10 days. I am not sure how I feel about this. Usually I am pretty stoked. The Hunter and I need time away from each other regularly. I guess it's because I know Vaquero Girl and I have to put our fugly horse down on Monday. She has become way to blind. It's really the best thing to do. It just sucks. I know it will suck and then the next day I'll be fine. It's just the anticipation I hate. It's like "just wait till your father gets home." I would rather just have it done.
Also, The Hunter is going alone (unless you count the dog). Usually his dad or a buddy goes too. This year no one is available. It makes me a little nervous.
That is about it these days. Peace out.

Halloween aftermath

We had a really great Halloween. This was the first time TLC got to to door to door. He was Yoda. I wanted to be princess Leia but couldn't find a costume in time so I was just a cute mom instead. The Hunter decided to pay tribute to our fav team and dyed his beard. Who do you think he looks like?
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