noteworthy: I had a bit of a blunder, aka a dress disaster, before the evening even began! I had intended/planned, all along, to wear my 'princess' dress (like at the 'bring something party' last year) ... lo & behold, the thing is falling off of me! I could literally pull it off & on without unzipping it! too much for a strapless *eek* So I had to make a last minute wardrobe change/descision... and went with the current classic: my lovely blue moh dress.

Ella had many little friends, as well as a plethora of big friends. So princesses were a plenty. Some of my favorite moments were watching all the little princesses on the treasure hunt... cute as can be, trying to peek under the couch for the next clue! and you can't count out the excitement as gifts were opened. girl is set for life in the dress-up department!

now, neither was I too interested in bajillions (or even one) of people telling me how fine it all is... or even how not fine it is. I just want[ed] to be. You know those folks whom you can spend time with... and not have to say many words. The ones that recognize that really more than anything you just need pleasant/supportive company, or even perhaps a shoulder, while you work it out and/or let God do His thing!? yeah, that's what I was looking for.
Instead I got a well intentioned woman you talked... and talked, and talked [at me] for literally 45 minutes while I hardly nodded in response trying to just get the situation to disburse itself. Worst yet, she was talking about and addressing things/issues that weren't what was really at hand & bothering me... *growl* I was getting so bothered that it actually momentarily turned my sad frustration into angry frustration.

Anywho, after bawling (alone and then accompanied by the aforementioned well-intentioned) in the kitchen for at least an hour, I finally had to compose myself enough to venture out into/through the living room... as I had to pee *rolls eyes*

As usual with such circumstances, there's not a whole lot to say. That is, without dragging everyone else through the mud as I have apparently been dragged [unbeknownst to me until last night] of late. The gist of it is that someone has been saying blatantly untrue things about me... that finally made it's way around to someone who knew otherwise. And it's not your run-of-the-mill RumorWeed� either... it's like telling someone my hair's black... or I work at a monkey store... total and complete impossibility, far from any sort of truth!

Now comes the, "how the ma-heck am I going to address and/or pursue this!?"
do I confront the last person I know of who shared said mis-information?
do I compromise the relationship between the person who told me and the first?
do I let it slide & simply rely on the sheer obviousness of it all to clear itself up?
do I approach the one who told me and encourage them to pursue the resolve as they, too propagated it enough by simply allowing it to be said/heard vs. saying, "hey that's gossip, don't bring that to me... deal with her!"?
do I explode in the thought process!?