My story actually began at my 1st divorce, not my fairy tale!
After my divorce, my 3yo son and I moved from the big city, my heart, out to suburbia…with my mom! UGH! Living day to day was like being a teenager all over again. I knew I had to get my own life, so I did.
I managed to move my son and I into the heart of a small town, which now has become one of my places of solitude. Little did I know that the married women had it out for me. They didn’t like a young, thin & single woman in their neighborhood. They had a plan, that I knew nothing about.
It started with cookie parties, wine parties and the like. This was to fatten me up. Then the sly comments of “your face is so pretty, you don’t need any make-up,” and “you should cut all your hair off, it’ll be easier to manage that way.” I had no clue they were trying to turn me into a troll!
Of course, the “I have a single brother, nephew, friend, co-worker” came along. These guys were like the creatures from the VERY black lagoon. So I took matters in my own hands, I placed a singles ad, yes, I did this. It was before match.com and all that. These guys were the ones who attended to the creatures, named before.
Then, finally I met a guy who I picked out because me and my girlfriends, the single ones-who met in secret to avoid the married ones-had a bit too much wine, his name was Shannon and we couldn’t stop giggling! Guess what, I ended up marrying him!
So the “marrieds” were happier, still mad I didn’t gain too much weight, and so was my mom. But am I? It’s been 14 years, still married to Shannon, still making people think we’re a lesbian couple =) and still trying to figure out how I can blend into this weird place called suburbia.