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.