Hello from the Lion’s Den.
Do you have any idea what I would give to go back to the night before this to watch Delilah walk in the Tommy Hilfiger show? What a range of emotions I experienced in those 24+ hours with very little sleep. Wow. All I can say is thank God for Harry Hamlin. He knows how to put me at ease, and I wanted nothing more than to be home with him and my girls, the people I love and trust more than anything.
Let’s just get right to the point, shall we? When Erika gave me the heads up that I needed to talk to Kyle because Eden had said something that was now circulating around our group, I knew I needed to speak with Kyle at that moment. Kyle has been a good friend of mine for many years, and it was important to clear the air. If I had something to hide, I wouldn’t have been the one to initiate the conversation. I’m grateful to Erika for giving me the heads up and not repeating to me what happened the night before. She refuses to play this game of telephone, and I so respect that about her.
There are a couple of points I want to remind you of. First is the fact that I had no idea that any of this had gone on and that these girls were lying in wait for me. This is now two months after Game Night, and since then I have had a handful of conversations with Eden regarding her issues with Kyle and Kim. With the exception of the conversation we had while shopping, they have all consisted of me warning Eden that she needs to let the issue go. At the end of our conversation in the store, I told her that third time’s a charm, and I am done. Moving on. Which is precisely what I did from that moment forward. I compartmentalized the conversation and put it to bed.
The second point is my exact words to Eden in that conversation were “They’re this close to Kim dying.” Meaning, I was referencing what Kyle shared with all of us in the Hamptons about Kyle’s fear of losing her sister. In no way was I saying Kim was on a path to destruction, nor was I implying that Kim was on the brink of death. But unfortunately, this is how my message was relayed to Eden’s attentive audience shortly before we all left for Mexico.
Clearly, I need to add more Ginko Biloba to my pill bag, because I could benefit from it’s memory-helping benefits. It’s embarrassing and frustrating to watch all of this play back, because I truly did not remember the conversation I was accused of having. Instead, the intention of what I said regarding Kim was all twisted after going through so many people, and I simply wasn’t going to own up to something that I couldn’t remember.
The bottom line is this, I wish I had never said what I did to Eden, regardless of my intent, because it’s obvious that we have two very different realities of the situation. For that, I hold myself responsible and like we see Erika say about me in her interview, “I betcha she’ll get around to owning it.” And I betcha Erika is right.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to shake off this incredibly frustrating night, pull myself together, honor my inner Erika Jayne, hop up on the table and dance to "Painkillr." I mean, isn’t that what everyone does?
Until next week.