Here’s proof of the claim that it’s a sunny day. Note the date in the lower right hand corner? Although, I have had cameras with their dates all messed up before which I noticed the other day. My other Canon was off by a year and I’m hoping I fixed that.

What else? The baby shower went well – sorta. There were games but not the traditional baby-shower games. We played Mario Cart then had a raffle using the coins that we won just by meeting certain requirements such as RSVPs, bringing diapers, gifts, playing the game and catching other party attendees saying one of four words “baby, babies, twin, twins.” I caught my mom saying ‘babies’ then she tricked me into saying it. She got her coin back.

Playing Mario Cart didn’t go as well for me as I would have thought it did. You see, back in the day I was pretty darn good with those video games. My first competitor was my sister Cyndi who I beat out. My second competitor was Chad’s friend Craig who was messing with me telling me he wasn’t good at games. I saw through that since he’s of a certain age that grew up playing these games – the same age as my kids. Yep, he won.

The best part was that Craig’s daughter Madison was one of the two finalists. Revenge time Craig. My daughter Laura was Madison’s competition. Madison had a smug look on her face like a teenager can surely knock out a 30-something. Not so fast there Madison. Laura is one awesome game player and she kicked butt. Go our team!

That’s a whole ‘nother topic. Laura. Somewhere along the way in our post-divorce from her father relationship she has developed some sort of hatred towards me so when we’re in the same room it’s like playing with two magnets. Did you ever do that? Put two magnets on a table and move them towards each other with the opposite ends so they run away instead of stick? That’s Laura. She has totally attached herself to her dad and his wife which is odd to me since he was always her least favorite parent growing up since he was always so hard on her when, at the same time, not hard at all on her younger sister.

Mother’s Day comes around each year with no acknowledgement from her. It’s only been the last two years that a happy birthday text comes through.

As all the photos from the other shower attendees are being shared and posted online I don’t show up anywhere but their dad and his wife are all over the place. It seems that invisibility is my best talent at these gatherings. The same happened at my niece’s wedding last August. The one who takes the most photos, Laura, is a former professional photographer and has an excellent skill at keeping me out of photos.

Yes, the whole situation makes me sad and makes me wonder what it was that I did or said. Karen said she knows but she doesn’t want to get into any drama. Any time I try to find out anything I’m told not to start drama. When there’s a gathering, even those not related to me tell me to not start any drama. I am not one to start drama. Why do they all think I would start drama? Where does that come from? Is it because I’m hurting inside all the time over the past ten years or so? They think it would be starting drama if I try to find out what it is?

You know how something just gnaws at your insides? I lose sleep over this. This is the first time that I have put any of this in print. Laura doesn’t follow me anywhere any longer and has unfollowed me on social media other than Facebook where she rarely goes anyway. She unfollowed me on Instagram while I was standing right next to her while we were at my niece’s (her cousin’s) wedding last August. Not like you’re not being obvious there, right? I was doing nothing with her posts since I am not an internet troll.

Got me totally confused.

Sadly, I’ve got friends who also have one child who treats them the same way.