This was a wonderful week as Saturday was my sons seventh birthday! Happy Birthday to my Jamesy, the kindest, cutest, and funniest boy I know. I thank God every day for giving me this precious little guy.
Onto the show. . .
I'm glad Lydia makes the point that she can be friends with everyone. There are no friendship bracelets required in your thirties. I'm quite perplexed by what the women mean when they say they feel sorry for me. I don't need any pity parties thrown! I am very happy with my life and wouldn't trade it for anyone else's.
During lunch with Heather and Tamra, Lydia says she was confused who I was in the limo, and although she has never brought it to my attention, I thought maybe I would clarify. To summarize: I got thrown out of a party. I'm riding home in a limo with someone telling me my feelings aren't justified and I am extremely frustrated, so I am crying. I then make the statement that I have Jesus in me, which is why I am so strong, which is the truth. I am not sure where I would be without Him. It's that simple. Someone can be strong and frustrated at the same time. Those two qualities can certainly go hand in hand. I would love for the roles to have been reversed to see how she would have handled the situation that night.