She thought it was an excellent idea to cram alllll of us on one side of the table.
All of us.
Ariel's been constantly trying to get a rise out of me - via insulting me or my children or trying to get Logan's attention by paying attention to Eugene.
I'm pretty sure that yesterday, Eugene was about ready to clock someone upside the head. He was pretty irritated. And by someone, I mean Ariel, Logan, or Punzie --Logan because he won't control Ariel.
(Although, what's he going to do, really?? I don't think she CAN be controlled!)
Today was probably the worst of things. Zelia and Ray went for a walk, and Logan and Fitz went elsewhere to talk about girls. It was just Eugene, Zarina, Belle, Punzie, Piper, Emma, Ariel, and I - and the kiddos, of course; and Merida, who didn't really talk much.
(You can see the wad of blankets on the one edge there, it's because it's been SUPER COLD the past few nights. Ugh...)
Belle and I just talked for a good while, and Zarina hung out with Casey as long as Casey wanted.
Everything was okay until Ariel walked over to me when Zach started whimpering - just because he was sleepy, mind.
"He's blind, right?" Ariel asked.
I looked up warily at her. "Yes, why?"
"I was going to say...no wonder if he cries so much, since you're always holding him. Even he wouldn't want to see your face. But then again, since he's blind...no surprise, I guess. Nothing perfect could--"
I jumped up. If I wouldn't have had Zachary in my arms, I would have probably done something less-than-nice.
"You know what, Ariel? Don't even say it. He's perfect just as he is. You can insult and harass me all you want, but don't you DARE say a word about my children. Got it?"
She threw her head back to expose her long, pale throat. Laughing, she shook her head. "The only way to get to you is through your kids!"
"Why do you have to torment her in the first place, Ariel?" Eugene stood up, setting Audrey up with Casey and Zarina. He put a hand on my shoulder. "You don't have to, you know. I know I'd really appreciate it if you'd let her and the kids be."
She shook her head. "You are all too sensitive."
"And you're too INsensitive," I mumbled. I didn't dare say it too loud.
This went on almost all day. She knew now that she could get a brilliant rise out of me if she said something about the kids. I'm just glad she didn't say or do anything to the kids directly. That's when I think I'd snap. I won't bother her if she harasses me about how I'm stupid and not pretty, how I dress 'sloppily', how simple I am...but if she as much as touches a hair on one of the kids' heads....that means war.
But regardless....as if Ariel wasn't enough (Punzie hasn't been as cruel, surprisingly), Flynn has taken to creating new emails and accounts simply to harass me. Every time I block him, he emails me from a different, new account. I'm not even going to post a word of what he's said, but here's the rundown of what he's telling me:
-I'm an idiot
-I'm an idiot for not deleting my blog after the first time he started emailing me
-Eugene should have left me when he got the chance (when he went missing)
-I'm so bland
So on and so forth, the reason I refuse to post his messages directly on here is because of the content. Who knew a doll could be so...so...vulgar and crude? Yikes.
I hate how between the two of them, they're making me start to think about how truly bland I am compared to, say, Ariel - and even Belle. They're both pretty (despite Ariel's personality), dress well, (although Ariel's dress is fairly inappropriate) and they aren't insecure or easily upset. I don't wish I could be like Ariel - no, not at all - but I wish I could be less like myself -- proud of who I am, pleased with how I look, and not boring. And I'm sure the girls would even be happier if I was more interesting. Not, like, physical appearances-wise, but...interesting. Able to tell them amazing stories from my past, or unafraid of letting them do things like leave the table, ride horses, etc. You know?
I haven't told Eugene about this, of course-- he has enough on his plate, and we don't really have the privacy to talk or anything. I certainly don't want Ariel to overhear about Flynn - who knows what she'd do or say then.
Yippee.
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