those times are usually when i'm at some function for blake's school. and i find myself surrounded by these women who have nothing to talk about except for what was discussed at the latest PTA meeting, or to bitch about the fact that they ordered new tables for lunch in august, and they didn't get them until april. the horror.
all the mom's walk in and they know eachother by name. i walk in and i don't know anyone. "whose mom are you?" they ask and then all stare at me like a group of falcons staring at their prey. "blake's" is my response, to which they all start hooting and hollering about how wonderful he is and they start calling him nicknames and so on and so forth. but then it's quickly back to "oh my god, the tables. and recess. and lunch. and we didn't have much rain this year- i do NOT like droughts."
i chimed in for the rain part and told them it was perfect and i hope it rains that amount next year and every year coming.
they didn't like that.
i didn't care. i gave them an out to dislike me by telling them i was from LA. you know, that way they could write off my personality as being from "there." not sure if it worked or not.
i don't know. i just look at these moms sometimes and i can't picture myself really being friends with any of them. i feel like i have nothing in common with them- and i totally see them as OLD. which is laughable because i'm sure we're the same age, or hell, i might even be older.... but i don't seem like it. they seem boring. and typical. and NOT FUN. that's when i just look around wondering if anyone else in the room feels like an outcast like i do. and i always decide that no.. i don't think they do.