It all started on Saturday...a warm day...football game playing...little Chortle in uniform and all of us there to watch when Cruella Deville came marching up to me.
And in summary...shocked the h-e-double hockeysticks out of me. She told me I was looking wonderful. She told me my baby belly was adorable. She told me how happy she was for Mr. C and I. She was incredibly friendly and to be honest...I just didn't know quite what to say.
So I introduced her to my sissy Sarah and then she left.
Afterward...this comment was made, "Wow...she practically gave you a BFF bracelet." (BFF stands for best friends forever for those of you not familiar with the acronym.)
Could it be that a new leaf is being turned? She called Mr. C yesterday and OFFERED the kids to us for Christmas... Less than a month ago her response was, "Hell no."
We're wary...is it a ploy? A trick? Is it for real? We're not used to this, but I hope its here to stay.
I'll have to come up with a new name...if this continues, Cruella Deville will no longer be appropriate!
2 comments:
Hooray for not having Ex-wife-Cruella phsycopaths barfing down your throat for once!!!!!!!!
I think it's a great step, a huge one,.....but be weary, I sense a disturbance in the force. :-)
Wow--the potent power of psychtropic drugs is manifest, perhaps? Either way, this is good news. ENjoy it while you got it, in case it doesn't last! :)
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