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Sup, Sadly to say I had to tell a lil white lie (i.e.: a fib) to my best friend. I actually don't like lying and the truth in this case would have sounded more heartless I suppose. I told my friend that I could not attend her soon-to-be three year olds b-day party tomorrow. I eventually told her I could not come because I had to work in the morning and help my mum afterward. I fibbed because I led her to think I was going to work to do work, truth is, I have to do some work in the house. Second, I may or may not have to help my mum with something. I'm not really sure yet. Given what I just said (errm typed), do you think it was okay for me to tell this fib or should I have just told the truth? My point is that I don't have any children (yet) and I don't see the point in me attending yet another birthday. I mean seriously with seven children ranging in age from a few months to about 14 years, how many birthdays do you think I've been to? She was notably not happy that I wouldn't be coming, but as a consolation, I said I would by the child a gift and meet her for dinner next Thursday. That way I can give the kid a gift, spend some time with my friend, and not have to endure the chaos of being in a house full of energetic children.
So my question to you readers is ... when is okay to lie? Or is it never okay?
Sup, I just had to stop by and say hello. At the moment I have my cell phone glued to my ear, I am chatting with a man who is old enough to have fathered me. Its a strictly platonic conversation. I also have to the TV on and updating my blog to boot. Who says I don't know how to multi-task? I must concede, despite all the action aforementioned, I am sleepy. I know I had a long day and I am ready to relax. My tummy feels excessively bloated... perhaps I've been eating to much cauliflower and broccoli. Tomorrow will be an early morning for me, hopefully it brings what I want. I let you know what I mean by that statement later.
I knew all but two of the bridesmaids/maid-of-honors... don't forget I was suppose to be one, but I know it was my fault for not standing up for my BFF. Ah well maybe next time... jking... I kid I kid!
I only knew one groomsman and one junior groomsman (dressed the same). The groomsman I knew (to the left [your right] of the junior groomsman looking front and center) actually came to my graduation dinner is dating the sister of the bride. The junior groomsman (front and center and looking at the cam) is the younger brother of the bride... he looked to stunning... and to think I used to change his pull ups and he hit me with a plastic bat when he was two. Lol... you know it was funny!