I’ve not had anything really, really weird happen to me in quite a few months. I remember somewhat enjoying the thought that as soon as I stepped out my door, Bizarro World was awaiting me.

So, then it stopped and I was smack in the middle of THE REALITY OF MELIALAND – which has sucked, but that’s ok, because its getting better each day.

I digress.

I also love the word, “digress.” Unless I type it a lot, because then it just starts to look weird, kind of like the word, “awkward,” except that “awkward” only takes one time to type before it looks, uh, awkward.

In my past, there are dozens of relationships that have crumbled and fallen into the vast chasm I like to call, “the ex files.” I’ve been thrice married (I like “thrice,” too) and honestly, my choices have really been pretty lousy. From vampire fangs to the pathological liar to a plain old redneck that I’m embarrassed to even admit was ever in my pants, I have very few exes who I could now call a friend. Its me, its them, its life, blah. There IS a point to this, I promise.

In light of my new life exploding in front of me, I had to suck it up and talk to Emo Boy’s bio-dad today. It was time to let him in on things because I had to tell Emo Boy that our circumstances were changing, and he told his dad, and they got in a fight because his dad didn’t know all the facts and it was a big ol’ mess for about 18 hours. Emo Boy still isn’t talking to his dad, and I actually feel kind of bad about it.

We went over their conversation and subsequent fight and he said something to the effect of, “I don’t want to offend you, but I did say that some people aren’t meant to be married.”

“I know,” I laughed, having seen the texts he had sent Emo Boy.

“But, I’ve also said that about me, so it wasn’t personal,” he quickly followed up.

I laughed again and said, “Its ok, I already told him that I just wasn’t good at marriage.”

Enter awkward (there it is again!) laughter and quick subject change.

But for a moment, for one brief moment, the ex (I call Satan) and I actually shared a moment of fellowship of shitty relationship choices.

Bizarro World, thank you for returning. You’re going to make the rest of this so much more bearable.