Last night the coven convened for an evening of scrapbooking. Ok, so only one person scrapped while the rest of us yapped. Oh wait, another person made a more honest attempt at crafting. (but I can't hot link her because she doesn't blog, yet).
Over the course of the evening it was discovered that a family in the neighborhood is getting a divorce. For a change, I don't know these people. Recognize the name but if I were standing behind either one in line at the store, I'd not recognize them. This truth alone is upsetting to me, the one who likes to be in the know.
We theorized on why. One theory involved closets and repressed identities.
We cackled like the hens that we are. When non-blogging friend chimes in with a "but he's involved in scouts!"
Lessons learned: Chardonnay is a delicious way to wind down from a cranky day, but it does get in the way of creative scrapbooking. However, it does not impact the ability to start rumors with absolutely no merit.
3 comments:
hahaha, and if that 'rumor' surfaces I'll feel horribly guilty!
and CH if you are reading these comments as well as the blog, you really must must start blogging!
Yes, and you're such a marvelous hostess! One feels comfortable scrapbooking or yapping.
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