In my quest to find a new friend...

I've been taking the girl on a few play dates lately.

She has some friends in her class that actually make their moms call me to arrange play time together...(How cool?)

I've been having an okay time with it. I'm not the social butterfly you all think I am...I have a hard time being comfortable at first. But the few moms I have met so far have all been pretty nice.

We've chatted, shared stuff, the kids have played nicely together...Dare I say, it's been quite pleasant?

I hate having to make sure my house is neat though. It's very difficult to hide the piles of laundry. Especially when the play room is right next door to the laundry room...You know?

And I have a huge headache after the playdate is over. I need serious Excedrin after most of them. Why is that? Why am I so anxious about all this?

Anyway, yesterday we had another playdate with a boy in her class...I'll call him Bo. We went to their mansion house. Can I tell you, I almost wanted to puke at the grandness of this place the house was gorgeous! Huge rooms, huge furniture, huge ass kitchen...I begged asked her nicely to show me around. Then I realized who these people were. Quite well endowed Famous ass Fairly comfortable and famous business if I do say so myself.

The point here is...I enjoyed myself. Fa had a blast. And this mom isn't snooty at all what I thought she'd be like after I saw where she lived...She's pretty cool. I think I like her. And Fa loves Bo dearly. They played so nice together...

I am happy.

I'm proud of us, Fa and me. We are branching out. And enjoying it. We are taking steps together to make new friends...It's nice.

And honestly, I still can't believe I'm doing this...