All that worrying about K being at my grandson's party was for naught. I pretty much ignored her except for 'group' conversations and was even able to gloat a little. I have two beautiful grandsons- and I even managed to mention that I published my book. She told everyone how good it was and that she read it three times (true- she did).

I manage to get all worked up over the stupidest things! I guess I can carry a grudge as well as anybody. We will never again be friends, but I think at the party I realized how little she mattered.

My grandsons are beautiful! I am having a wonderful time and will write more when I can. Oh, the bottom picture is my son making cream filled cup cakes and a chocolate birthday cake for Rowan.