I think I am done with Ann. We've been friends for years, we work together, I love her, but I can't deal with it anymore. She can go down like the rest of us on here. I refuse to listen to her trials and tribulations with the Dicktastic Tom anymore. I can't. I guess I'm disengaging from Ann.

Can it be true? We shall see. For her sake (well, mainly for her son's sake) I hope so.

Hottie Tom's aunt passed away two days ago. The funeral will be on Thursday (in two days). Hottie asked Ann if she would babysit his kids so he could go to the funeral, as he doesn't want them there. Of course Nanny Ann said sure, of course I'll stay with the darling cherubs. However, she did offer to go with him to provide emotional support. Hottie's response? "I don't think so. I don't know why, I just don't think it would be a good idea?"

After everything she told me the other day about how Hottie isn't working, Sailor Talk kicked her son and left a bruise, her son has been withdrawn, and Hottie doesn't parent, Ann is right back to business as usual. She took none of my advice and ignored her gut. This morning she came into work talking about...you guessed it...those darling little cherubs. She spent the night at Hottie's because today is spring school picture day, and Sailor Talk wanted Ann to help her get ready.

It's been quiet lately where my friend Ann is concerned, which is why I haven't written about her. (I also had a few days off of work, and work is pretty much the only place I hang around here on ST!)