Babymamadrama.

So I maybe forgot to mention that I talked to John's mom on Saturday.  Well, see it happened in quite a sane way so don't go thinking that I called her to "tell on him" as he is now convinced.  While on my way to return the phone, I called her to see if she or his brother were going to be home.  She didn't call back before I got there.  You know this part of the story.  

On my way home, she called me back and talked to me.  About work.  About Photoshop (she is a graphic designer and I am learning how to use it for work).  About Pville Guy.  I love John's mom.  She is a great lady, devout and strong in her convictions and faith.  I've also known her longer than I've known John (through his sister).  She asked why John was so upset and grumpy lately.  I said I didn't know.  She asked about the FCOG.  This woman wants to know about the girl his son is dating.  I didn't want to answer, but she asked if she was nice.

Hmmm... so what do I say?  A better person would have said, "She's a great girl."

But seeing that this whole blog was created with the idea that I'm certainly not the better person, I said something that I probably shouldn't have.  "No, she really isn't."  Ok, I was angry.  I had voicemails and texts from this girl telling me to stay away from John.  I didn't really think about it.  I also told her about the voicemail from the night before.  I did not mention the one kicker that would send his Devout Catholic mother over the edge.  She has a baby.  

So you can imagine my surprise today when I received a text accusing me of this from John.

"Stop texting me," I said after denying the claim.  I'm just too tired to fight anymore.