I baby sit for BM after school on her weeks (only for SS6). Today when SS6 got there he started (out of no where) in on this really weird ramble (that sounded rehearsed) about how he had a good time at BM's and he always does, it's never a bad time...ect. I really didn't listen to the whole thing. Finally was just said, good but I really didn't ask nor did I care. Then he went and played on the little computer until 4:30 when I told him to get his shoes on and wait by the door for BM. (while watching cartoons of course) She got there and I got his coat on, but he kept trying to walk away from me - into the house. I pulled him back and out the door just as BM got to it. She handed me the paper, I said good bye and have a good night, BM stood on the stoop and played 20 questions with SS6 about if he forgot anything at school today. I shut the door and threw the paper in the trash.

I watched them walk to the car, she lifted SS6 into the Van. BM hasn't seemed very happy lately and I think it's funny. But I don't care to get drug into any of her drama any more. I had a weird dream the other night and the dream dictionary warned against 'insincere friends' and giving out too much personal information, BF and I joke that BM is 'my friend' and not telling her anything is a great idea. So whether you believe in that stuff or not it's solid advice.

I did find it interesting that BF noticed that BM was home all day, one day last week and then when we dropped the boys off on Sunday she was wearing a short sleeve t (and it was cold out) which showed a bruise on her arm, like one you would get if they drew blood. I told him to drop it. She probably just wants him to notice (and ask her) so then she thinks that he cares or it's something that she doesn't want him to know about because it make her look bad. Because when her husband got sick awhile back she told BF EVERYTHING and he finally said that he didn't need to know.

While I do think that I shouldn't have agreed to baby sit for her (but I like the money - yes I make her pay me) and I don't really want to talk to her, I am realizing that I don't have to actually talk to her.

She used to think that her and I were friends - invited me to hang out and txt'ed me for no reason, until she called BF and ranted about me one too many times, I finally told her that she was back stabbing me and to 'f' off Now it's like she is almost afraid to talk to me. I don't need false friends.