Yesterday I blogged about Desserts and phone calls. I talked about how DH asked me to bring SD12 her lunch because she forgot it. I wasn't happy, but made the trip back to the school. I pick up DD8 and SD12 later that afternoon. As usual, SD gets into the truck without a word. She never speaks to me unless DH isn't around and then she must come to me. She always hesitates and hangs around until she gets the courage to speak I guess. Whatever. Not important. LOL

I was outside on the phone with my mom. My mom, by the way, can't stand SD. My mom hates the idea of SD living here because she fears for DD and DS. I'm standing outside on the side of the house having a conversation. SD gets brought up and my mom asked if SD even acknowledged me or said thank you to me for bringing her lunch. I tell my mom no. My mom goes off about me putting up with disrespect, that I shouldn't have brought the lunch, about how SD is such a mean and rude girl and onnn and onnn. My mom tells me I need to confront her and make her say thank you. I tell my mom I don't want to force her to say thank you. We go on and on. I'm talking to my mom about how SD is ungrateful and doesn't appreciate anything anyone does for her. I told my mom I was done with SD ..etc etc.

I turn around to head into the house and SD and DD are no more than a couple feet away from me. LMAO I am not ashamed of what I said nor am I embarrassed. I know that SD knows the conversation was about her and I'm sure that even if it wasn't, SD would assume it was because like we all know around here, the whole world, our lives, our thoughts and actions, including our conversations are ALWAYS about the SKIDS. HA. Ha.

The conversation wasn't for her and maybe it will teach her that listening in on things isn't always pleasant. I assume this because SD is extremely nosey and I have caught her trying to listen to other conversations I've had.