Bitchiness is not flattering on anybody

Why is it that I feel like I know some people who I email back and forth with from the blog world? I have never met anybody in person but isn't it kind of funny that you can send maybe one or two emails and "click" with someone? I know just about everybody that blogs can relate.

I will admit over the years I have grown cynical. If you knew me maybe 15 years ago I was the most trusting person. Now....not so much. Many things have happened over the years that have made me the cynical person that I am.

I moved into a pretty nice neighborhood. I was in my late twenties. Some of the women in my neighborhood did not give me a chance at all. I am just going to come out and say it. They were absolute bitches. I was so naive back then. If I could go back in time, I would slap myself for "killing with kindness" people who did not deserve any of my attention or efforts.

We moved to this neighborhood when my oldest daughter was starting kindergarten. We still lived in our old house when school started. I would drive her to our new neighborhood to take the bus until our house was done being built. I would try to talk to these women at the bus stop and pretty much got the cold shoulder and was snubbed on many occasion. Mind you...these women did not know me at all. I was just being my friendly and chipper self.  Only when I offered to do them a favor did I get a favorable response from these women.

 In my profile I put Barbie living in her Barbie dream house for a reason. These women would say "Oh there is Barbie living in her Barbie dream house".  I cant help that  I went to the kids bus stop in high heels and lip gloss....that's just me. Just because these women had the same sweat suit on when they dropped their kids off in the morning and still had them on when they picked them up in the afternoon ....its not my fault. I have always been the way I am. Even if I was sick, I still got all dolled up. That was just me. Its just like the women in their sweat suits. That was just them. I would not judge them. They sure judged me. That totally sounded like I just judged them but trust me.....they were bitches. I could care less if they wore a sweat suit or a ball gown.

Its kind of funny that I always had all of the neighborhood kids here too. If they thought so poorly of me then why did they let their kids play here? Maybe they knew I wasn't a bad person and I made them feel inadequate? Maybe they were just lazy and didn't want to deal with their kids? If I had something to say about someone my kids sure wouldn't be playing at their house. A hypocrite I am not.

If I see a woman who makes an effort, I am in awe of them. I would never make someone feel uncomfortable for what they are. I would praise them. I will always compliment someone who makes an effort even to this day. I know how hard it is.  I personally do not judge a book by its cover. I try to live by the motto " do something nice for someone every day".  Even after dealing with the meanness that I did, I persevered.  I still stuck to my motto, even though I didn't want to. I still did me and didn't let these mean bitches get to me. (OK maybe they did a little because I am a little nastier than I used to be). I really do hate that they took my innocence away. I am still a girls girl to this day no matter how I was affected by my situation.

I was a little reluctant to write this post because I don't want to sound bitter or a vain. I am over it believe me. It all happened so long ago. It did affect me though and it shaped me into who I am today.
I am not whining about all of my neighbors because I found a very dear friend among them.
I guess what I want to say is, just because someone isn't like you, it doesn't mean you shouldn't give them a chance. You might be amazed at what you find. Give people a chance
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In the blog world you aren't judged on sight. I feel a little more trusting each day. The only agenda most people have in the blog world is to grow their following.

For each and every one of you who I email with back and forth, you have no idea what it means to me. For those of you that I don't, I still appreciate you. I promise if you engage with me, I will respond. I have found some incredible people in this blog world.

Of course my husband wouldn't read my blog unless i mentioned him (ha ha). He is wayyy more cynical than I am. He has a reason to be, he has seen me duped many times.  I was almost embarrassed to admit to him that I participated in the Christmas in July Swap but I had to. I think he was pleasantly surprised.  I cant help but talk about the people who are like friends to me. He is getting to know all of you as well. I talk about some of you like I see you on a regular basis.

How many people can say they are in their mid forties and still have had the same best friend since they were 8 years old? I can.
I know quality when I see it. I like to think I have pretty good intuition. For those of you who are my friends in the blog world...you are quality.
That means each and every one of you.