Well Done Heather
LuAnn thinks Heather handled the Ramona situation perfectly.
In this week’s episode, it’s December in August, bikini shopping in winter, and a good workout for a great cause.
Boy, did Jacques and I pick the right time to leave Ramona's party!
Wow. . . .did things go downhill after we left. Ramona eavesdropping on Heather and Aviva's conversation then yelling at Heather for having the conversation is vintage Ramona. To me, Heather was in the right and she was catching hell for defending Jacques and calling out the group on their immaturity. I say, "Well done Heather." Couldn't Aviva see Ramona lurking behind Heather? Why didn't she say something instead of allowing Ramona to overhear the conversation? Heather apologized right away for the crazy remark -- but there's no doubt in my mind that Ramona was acting a bit crazy that night.
I had so much fun at Aviva's SoulCycle event and I was pleasantly surprised that they played my song! Spinning is a great workout and spinning so that kids can get prosthetic legs is even better. When I arrived, I thought I was meeting Aviva to exercise but when I heard that it was a benefit, I peddled even faster. The fundraiser paid for a little boy's running legs and I'm so glad that Aviva shared with us his reaction to his new prosthetics. Seeing him run for the first time brought tears to my eyes and a deeper respect for Aviva. Even though I prefer to fly solo when bikini shopping, my outing with Ramona was really fun. It was a nice, drama-free afternoon of shopping and I found a perfect bikini for our trip to St. Barth's.
Beauty treatments gone awry and "the dog ate my homework" are frequently used excuses. Ramona gave Aviva a check and apologized, while Sonja went a bit overboard in describing her dog's emergency. Like most of us, Sonja and Ramona have a lot going on in their lives and if they say they truly couldn't make it to Aviva's event, it happens. I invite friends to support my causes and while I hope they can attend, I also understand that things come up and what is important to me might not be a priority for someone else.
Until next week, bisous!