Lion and Magic Boy

I’ve been holding back a little in talking about just how much I adore waiting with Serena at her bus stop. I love it so much that I have convinced myself that someday [soon] she will no longer require that I wait with her every morning but will instead walk the 107 feet by herself and wait with the over-protective parents kids. By herself. Without me. Leaving me to my coffee and to the whatever-else-it-is that I do all day.

[NOTE: Good parent that I am, I have just succeeded in teaching Eric to say "sucks".]

So daily we wait at the back of the bus stop pack, soundly ignored by all the other parents/kids. It is so cool being invisible! You should definitely try it. You can make faces and stuff at the other parents and they don’t even know! So cool.

This morning there was a New Adult at the bus stop. She joined the pack at the back and seemed to be connected to the little brother of the kid Nathaniel has been playing with this past month. I struck up a conversation with her while mentally taking notes:

1. tattoos…check
2. stylish-lesbian eyewear…check
3. conversational elements that suggest she is open to the weird stuff I spend my day thinking about…check

Yeah. My new BFF, I’m pretty sure.

So me and my new BFF (note to self: find out her name) are walking back toward our respective front doors and meanwhile the next-door woman, who in the past has refused even to make eye contact with me and I haven’t spoken to since December even though our front doors are 20 feet apart, suddenly rushes up, butts in, and gushes about how much her daughter LOVES sitting next to Serena on the bus, LOVES Serena, Serena is SO WONDERFUL blah-de-blah. While at the same time effectively cutting BFF out of the conversation we had been having. And meanwhile I’m thinking that MY ONLY CHANCE EVER AT HAVING A FRIEND SINCE 1997 HAS BEEN USURPED! BY A USURPER! Who can’t remember to take her keys with her when she takes out the trash!

But, ooh! Popular I am! I TOLD you they all know how awesome I am.