Wednesday, July 2, 2014


It's petty, I know. . . but I was annoyed today to see that apparently my "frenemy" from law school and my first lawyer job is expecting her second child with her new/second husband.  She already has a son from her first marriage who is about 4 1/2 years old.  (We do not keep in touch but have a number of mutual friends and occasionally run into one another at professional functions.)

If I were a bigger person, I would wish her every happiness and be glad for her.  I guess I'm not.  Which is why I say instead. . . harumph.


  1. Ha -- not petty. Human nature. Maybe a side we don't like to admit, but maybe it goes back to a time period when we needed to know who was in our tribe and who was outside, and kinda sorta hope the people outside our tribe failed so the people in our tribe could succeed. See, instincts.

  2. I would say that wishing a 'frenemy' every happiness would be disingenuous anyway.


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