These past few weeks dealing with women at Mr. P's school have reminded me why I don't have a lot of close female friends.
No seriously, I have really good female friends, but I tend to be ultra-cautious, having been burned one too many times by women who purported to be my friend, but then had no trouble turning around and stabbing me in the back.
I used to be just too damn nice for my own good. Then I finally wised up and haven't let a whole lot of people in. Oh I can chat with anybody and be friendly, but there are only a few people I consider to be my true friends.
Do you think that women's reputations for being catty are deserved, or are men just as bad but nobody seems to notice?
Oh, and Hubba-hubba has labeled me an incoherent, rambling pinko for my previous blog entry. "Did you really have to comment three times in a row?" Listen, I was eating my breakfast and typing at the same time. Thoughts came to me between bites. Then I told him, "It's my blog! If I want to type 20 comments in a row, I can do it!"