Crazy Sex Lady

Okay, I already had my blog written when I heard the news. Britney and K-Fed are divorcing. She finally woke up and looked to her left in bed and said, “What the f*ck was I thinking?” I will process this information and comment more tomorrow.

Anyway – I’m the crazy sex lady. I’m sure that’s my new nickname at preschool. For the last week, I have been toying with the idea of whether or not to invite some other preschool moms to the Passion Party I’m having on Friday. Last Thursday, I invited one mom whom I really like. Today, I decided to hand out another invitation to one of the preschool teachers.

When I went up to give her an invite, she said, “I heard you were doing this! We were just talking about you earlier. You have a whooooole other side to your personality that I didn’t know about.”

Hmmm . . . Is that good or bad? I’m not quite sure considering I had only told one person about the Passion Parties and the word had already traveled around preschool. I went ahead and handed out invites to a couple of the other moms. What the hell, right? Everyone seemed to know at that point, anyway. I mainly got raised eyebrows and very high-pitched “Ohhhhh”s as responses, along with things like, “I would come, but . . . . my uh . . . husband’s going to be out of town.”

Christ, do these women think I’m going to hand them a mirror and a vibrator when they walk in my front door? Oh well. I always felt like the embarrassed teenage girl before around the preschool moms. Now, I’m just the crazy sex lady. I think that’s a step up.