In the middle of life crises, sometimes a gift drops down from the sky to make you smile. Tonight is the eve of Jake's surgery and my husband was given notice at his job today, but I am laughing.
Why? Have I finally well and truly gone insane? No, but I have learned a few things about Frenemy that have made tears of laughter drip from my chin. Now, Frenemy, you may recall, is my sometime friend, sometime enemy. She seems to have lots of money, and we've never quite figured out where it came from. I know now. She owns buildings that are used as massage parlors and swingers clubs.
The thought of her seeming millions being made on the back of vice is just too hilarious because she presents herself as an upstanding citizen.
Oh, I'll be sniggering behind her back.