THE B WORD
I am beyond offended and embarrassed that one of my closest and most loyal friends called my husband a bitch for speaking the truth. Not only is it blatant disrespect, it's also dirty. It crosses the line, and hits way below the belt. A little surprising coming from someone who prides themselves on being such a GOOD FRIEND and the authority on who is not one.
BACK TO THE PARTY
Moving on! I was so happy when NeNe and Gregg showed up at Peter's party! The fact that my girl was able to take the high road and come to the party was validation that we indeed had a solid friendship and would always be able to work through our differences no matter how big or small. That's what real friends do! FYI: Obviously I was not in her kitchen earlier that morning to hear her call Peter a bitch. However, I thought it was big of her to come to his party despite her feelings at breakfast. Not to mention that she was even kind enough to leave NaeNae in the car! Long story short, it was a great party and I think everyone had a good time. The ladies had a chance to catch up and chit chat. The guys played pool and drank Jamaican beer. Kenya apologized to NeNe again. Peter and I kissed (amongst other things later on that night) and made up! Still kicking myself for not singing the Marilyn Monroe version of Happy Birthday for Peter at the party! LOL! It was kind of nice to not have any real drama for a change.