When A Friend Cheats On Her Husband

Let me tell you a sad story of another marriage destroyed by Facebook. Of course, Facebook wasn’t the culprit, a selfish woman in mid-life crisis was, but it all started on Facebook all the same.  A friend of mine got married young and her husband was younger still. They had been married 28 years when I met them five years ago……and she was crazy about Facebook and spent hours on it every day, playing games, chatting with friends, posting pictures of what she had made for dinner. The usual stuff.  Her husband was a great guy, so supportive of her and very loving.  They were one of those couples that seem to genuinely enjoy each other’s company and seemed quite content.

Three years ago she told me that an old college beau had contacted her through Facebook and wanted to be “friends”. They had dated briefly and she had dumped him when he got too serious.  All these years later he had looked her up on Facebook.  They started chatting and she was curious about him so they agreed to meet.  I remember well what she told me after they had met.  HE WAS SO ATTRACTIVE. SHE WAS SEXUALLY ATTRACTED TO HIM. SHE WAS MENTALLY ATTRACTED TO HIM. He was new and different. I warned her not to pursue a friendship with him.  I had had much more dating experience than she had, since she had gotten married so young, and I knew.  I KNEW how challenging it would be to keep a relationship platonic when sparks are flying.  But of course she didn’t listen.  Everything she told me about him screamed “player” and “loser”…..but he told her he had never forgotten her…and how romantic is that?  I also knew that she didn’t put any effort into keeping romance alive in her marriage.  She and her husband didn’t even exchange birthday or Christmas presents.  I truly understand how flattering it would if someone came along from her past who still carried a torch for her.It was the stuff of romance novels, or the soap operas she loved to watch.

But isn’t your marriage worth fighting for? Her husband had nursed her through a long-term illness and had always been there for her.  He’s one of those guys, those stalwart good men, who believe actions speak louder than words.  She made him jump through hoops and each and every time he jumped. If she had been a good and loving wife, she would have stopped the friendship before it started. She would have valued her marriage enough not to take the risk, just for a little excitement.

I am sure you can guess what happened. She started feeling discontented with her husband. He was so boring. This new guy had lots to talk about and was so interesting. They had so much in common.  It was an emotional affair first, and then a sexual one. She blamed her husband for creating an emotional distance that gave her room for this affair.  Because in an affair, there needs to be a justification so you don’t feel like a horrible person for cheating on your partner.

Now they are separated and she has moved into an apartment, with a brand new king-size bed. You can imagine that the bed has raised a few eyebrows, since most of her friends don’t know about the affair, although some, like me, have had our suspicions. When asked why she is walking away from her marriage of 33 years her standard answer has been “my husband wasn’t willing to make the changes I needed, to make our marriage work.”  That comment alone, is enough to turn my stomach.

What she can’t or isn’t willing to face is that she and she alone destroyed their marriage.  She basically gave up on her marriage a couple of years ago when she entered into her affair with this Facebook guy from her past. And what really truly wrenches me, is that she was my friend when I was going through my agony with my ex when HE cheated on ME. She knows full well the pain cheating causes.  She has seen it.  And she turned around and did it to her husband a year later.  It is something that isn’t setting well with me.

I saw her Sunday and asked her to be honest with me about what was going on.  She told me.  She doesn’t seem to feel the affair was wrong.  She doesn’t seem to think her husband is hurt over the end of the marriage. She thinks her sons are dealing with their parent’s split just fine.  She is living in this incredible bubble of denial.

The honorable thing to do? She should stop the lying. She should tell her husband and her sons the truth.  The truth is that she has met someone that she would rather be with and that is why the marriage is over.  She should stop blaming her husband. But she won’t do any of this.  I know her very well and I know she will take the easy way out.  She will never really face what a horrible thing she has done.

And that is why I think I can no longer be friends with her.

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Brookhaven Fall Show 2013 Photos

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Here are some photos from our last show…we did a French Market Christmas as you walked in and a lovely turquoise and pink vignette as you walked in the main room!  

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Brookhaven 2013 Fall Show Weekend Update

It’s time for our big weekend at Brookhaven VIntage Marketplace!  We have packed the Kinton Grange full of lovely furniture, vintage treasures, seasonal decor, handcrafted lovelies and gourmet food….so much to see!  We have several new vignettes this show, including French Market Christmas and a glamorous Halloween display on the stage.  

Hours:  

Friday 10am – 7pm

Saturday 10am – 5pm

Sunday 11am – 4pm

It’s going to be a lovely weekend for a drive into the countryside….come join our fun!

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Dreams of Bread and Jam

slice-of-bread“To a piece of bread, another piece of bread is a thing of wonder. And when the first piece of bread sees that the other piece of bread has butter on it, he marvels, “how smart he looks in his new suit!”

But if every piece of bread in our universe had butter on it, every slice would dream of jam.”

-Paulo Coelho

 

Sophisticated Raspberry Jam

This luscious raspberry jam is best prepared with fresh raspberries.  It does not include pectin, which makes for an unequivocal raspberry flavor and color.

1 quart fresh raspberries, picked over, do not wash

1 quart boiling water

3 cups granulated sugar

Place the fresh raspberries in a large strainer. Pick over to make certain there are no foreign particles, leaves, etc.  Pour the quart of boiling water over raspberries and let drain through.  Place drained raspberries in large saucepan.  Add 2 cups of the sugar, stirring constantly.  Bring to boil over medium-high heat and boil for five minutes.  Remove from heat and add the remaining 1 cup sugar; stir and continue boiling for another 5 minutes.  Remove from heat and pour the hot jam into hot jelly jars.  Seal with lids per manufacturer’s instructions.

Thanks to Best of Friends Cookbook for this luscious recipe!

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Frustrated in Fargo

English: Street scene in downtown Fargo, North...

English: Street scene in downtown Fargo, North Dakota (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Downtown Grand Forks, North Dakota 1912

Downtown Grand Forks, North Dakota 1912 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You ever have one of those days?  Where nothing big goes wrong but lots of little things…adding up to one frustrating day?  I had one day like that on my Glitter Pick Road Trip..and one day only so I think that’s pretty great.  I sure thought a Saturday picking day was going to be fun…especially since I was headed to Fargo, North Dakota, a place I had wanted to visit ever since I saw the movie.  I am a BIG fan of the movie FARGO.  You betcha!  Seen it at least a dozen times.  Never get tired of it.  So perhaps my expectations were a little over-inflated for Fargo, and it didn’t take much to pop the balloon.

I stopped at Grand Forks, north of Fargo, for picking and for lunch.  I thought it would be fun to eat lunch across the river in Minnesota, at a fun-sounding cafe called Whitey’s, that had been a gin joint back in the roaring 20s, survived flooding and fires and had been moved to it’s current location…and had some decent reviews.  It looked like a fun place from the outside but inside there wasn’t the old ambiance I expected…it just looked like an average sports bar.  That was disappointing, although the food was decent, if on the expensive side.  I did have good luck picking at several of the thrift shops in town, before I headed south to Fargo, where I planned to spend most of my afternoon.

It was hot and sticky and Fargo was one strip mall after another.  The only charming thing I saw in Fargo was a buffalo painted to look like Vincent Van Gogh.  The one antique mall I found was overstuffed with booths of dusty garage-sale level items, priced at antique mall prices.  Half the thrift shops close at 3pm on Saturday so I just missed a couple of them.  Another interesting sounding antique shop was closed for two weeks for refurbishing.  It just went on and on.  The motel clerk was surly and my room was dirty.  The motel outer door slammed shut on my foot and broke my shoe, so I had to hobble to Walmart to buy some SuperGlue to fix it.  I don’t even like shopping at Walmart…but I bet I am on Youtube somewhere, as one of those classic Walmart What The? shoppers….walking around wearing a different shoe on each foot.  It makes me laugh now…and actually I did laugh then too.  I was so happy to get up and leave Fargo the next morning!

After thinking about it, I figured out where my misled expectations came from…I love the movie Fargo, but what I love about the movie is all the characters and the plot….not the town of Fargo itself.  In fact, the movie kind of makes fun of Fargo, and I had forgotten that part.  I am sure there’s much to like about Fargo…….but it just wasn’t going to be found by me, on that day, at that moment, dontcha know.

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The War of the Driveways in Minot, North Dakota

Small Consumer Firework on the 4th of July

They take their fireworks very seriously in North Dakota.  Especially on the 4th of July.  Even in the tiny town of Kenmare, there was a temporary warehouse loaded to the gills with fireworks for sale…ranging from the kid-friendly items like sparklers and little tanks that shoot out sparks, to the seriously bad boy shoot-a-large-rocket-that-explodes-200-feet-in-the-air fireworks that retailed for fifty bucks each.

After an eventful day visiting many places from my dad’s childhood, we were invited by 2nd cousins who lived in Minot over for dinner and a holiday celebration.  After dinner we walked around the neighborhood, viewing the dike and the damage from the flood two years previously and just enjoying the early evening.  It was around 8pm and still light out and we could hear really long strings of firecrackers popping from different driveways.  We passed several driveways where they were setting off small bottle rockets and we marveled over how many fireworks had already been set off so early in the evening…there were mounds of spent containers all over the place.

As it grew dark we settled down in lawn chairs to watch my brother Paul and his son Gabriel light off little smoke bombs and other items from a family pack of small fireworks…and then the neighborhood exploded.  There were three competing driveways; one to the left, one in the middle and one to the right, as they each set out to have the best huge fireworks display.  It was unlike anything any of us had even seen.  Each firework was larger than the last, coming one upon another, sophisticated coordinated explosions high in the air…beautiful colors and spirals….and occasionally drifting up and out into the dark…..small lighted hot air balloons.  It was magical and thrilling and unbelievable.  We marveled over the hundreds of fireworks shooting off and off and off, now the left, now the right…..red and purple and gold and green…sizzling through the air…better than fireworks we had seen from professional city celebrations.  One after another after another…it was a stupendous display.  Our cousins explained to us that the competition grew from year to year….each neighbor spent 4 or 5 thousand dollars on fireworks….seeking even better thrills.

They don’t do things half way in North Dakota.  The hospitality from our cousins was wonderful and more than we could possibly have hoped for…and as far as Fourth of July celebrations and fireworks?  We felt so lucky to be watching….as neighbors tried to outdo each other. It’s that American competitive spirit!

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Those Oil Rig Boys Just Don’t Care

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David Mann (Dennis Weaver) being chased by the truck. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After I left Billings, Montana it was time to head up to Minot and meet up with my family for our big family reunion.  My dad turned 80 this year and grew up on a farm in Kenmare, North Dakota, a small town about 45 minutes north of Minot.  He wanted to show us the farm he grew up on and show us the land where his dad was born in a sod house in 1903, son of German immigrants.  My brother Paul was driving there from Colorado Springs with his family and my brother David was flying there from Seattle with his family. We all were looking forward to lots of fun time together over the 4th of July.

 

The shortest route from Billings to Minot is not an easy one, over 400 miles on 2-lane country highways, where you are likely to trawl behind tractors going to their next field and slow down to 30 mph as you drive through tiny town after tiny town.  I had read about the oil boom in North Dakota and heard enough about it to figure I would see some of it along the way, but what I didn’t realize was that I would be driving through 200 miles of it, and more so, witness some of the craziest driving I have ever seen.

 

This is the land of the pick up truck…and when it isn’t a pick up truck it’s an oil truck of one kind or another.  And those boys mean business.  They own the road and they know it.  Several times I saw stunts that you usually only see in action movies.  Trucks taking curves and almost tipping over, trucks turning in front of another vehicle at the last second, trucks driving onto the highway when cars are 200 feet out and cruising towards them at 70 mph…..it was unbelievable.  They had places to go and people to see and they just didn’t care.  They knew you would slam on your brakes to avoid them because you didn’t want to die in a ball of flame.  And when I say slam on your brakes, I am talking punching as hard as you could with your leg on that brake, with stuff flying all over the car.

 

You should know that this was especially unnerving to me because I have always had this irrational fear of big trucks ever since I saw the movie DUEL as a kid…you know the one….from Steven Spielberg.  In it, an anonymous truck driver decides to chase after Dennis Weaver and run him down.  A simple premise and it scared the living daylights out of me.  I can still vividly recall nightmares I had from that movie…trucks chasing ME.  But I am not usually bothered by the trucks…don’t think about it 99% of the time….really truly I have moved on.  However, all these macho oil rig drivers driving like mad men….well, let’s just say that beer I shared with my family that night by the hotel pool in Minot…..one of the best beers ever.  Whew.

 

 

 

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Climbing the Walls in Billings, Montana

Yes, I admit it.  I climbed the walls.  But it was only to fetch down these darling vintage hats that were just out of reach.  Some talented volunteer at this particular thrift shop in Billings, Montana had created a lovely display of vintage clothing, with shelves of purses and hats artfully displayed above a long rack of vintage clothing……..yes, you read that right.  This is a thrift shop, mind you…not an antique shop or vintage clothing shop.  I have never seen anything like it.  I didn’t have to search through countless racks…there it was, already curated, priced and on display.  At crazy good prices, too.  I pounced.  Big time.  By the time I was done I had an enormous mound of clothing up at the front counter and an equally enormous grin on my face.  This wasn’t your average vintage clothing pick.

Here are some pics…taken in my hotel room the next day, after I made it up to Minot North Dakota, where my family was having a big family reunion.  Pardon the amateur photos…it should give you an idea of all the fabulous pieces I found

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And many more pieces.  Several vintage children’s pieces…which I find very difficult to find.  And after I had made my purchase, the clerk casually mentioned…oh….by the way…we have another thrift shop in town…with just as much vintage clothing!  WHAT?  Zoom…and I was off…

It was my best vintage clothing pick day EVER.

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Climbing the Stairs in Missoula Montana

It’s day Two of my Glitter Pick Road Trip and I am in Missoula, Montana to see what treasures I can find.  I read about the Montana Antique Mall….how can I resist the “largest antique mall in Montana”?  It is housed in the Montana Hotel, built in 1890 right across the street from the railroad station.

IMG_2810From the minute I walk in I can see the charm of the old building…the ceilings are sky high and the old wood floors have a wonderful patina.  I am greeted promptly and offered some cool water…mind you it is 90 degrees today and this is NOT an air conditioned building.  This gets more important later…..I am delighted to see beautiful displays and unusual items with such great history.  I can tell right away that I am not going to find much in the way of picking…no bargains here…but it is still really fun to look.  There are four stories to explore…with very tall staircases…

IMG_2808IMG_2809I love the patina of the old stairs….imagine all the weary feet that have tread these steps, as travelers went up to their rooms.  I picture bustles and long wool skirts and the jangle of spurs.  It is easily another 10 degrees warmer on the second story and I start fanning myself as I wander around….100 degrees and still it doesn’t daunt me…

IMG_2785IMG_2786I see some really clever upcycling ideas…turning an old bed frame into a chalkboard, attaching mason jars to to candlesticks, covering a beat-up metal table with burlap…and several more.

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I have been thrilled to see such incredible displays in several of the booths…they match the most sophisticated booths of the big malls in Portland…what a treat to find them here.  I have been busily taking pictures and have enough to share to make a whole blog post about the displays in themselves.  They are WONDERFUL.  Here’s a sneak peak:

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I would highly endorse the Montana Antique Mall as a unique shopping experience…my pictures just show a tiny glimpse of the wonderful unique items they have…as a picker I only found three things, but any antique lover would thoroughly enjoy the experience.  Just be prepared for the stairs!

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A Weak Husband Living With An Excellent Woman

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Greta Garbo ”The divine Woman” 1928 (Photo credit: Movie-Fan)

“I could only wonder what sort of model husband and father he might be if he changed.  But change that elemental would come only if he hit rock bottom, such an unpleasant place for him to regard that I knew he would never reach it.  Opportunities had come and gone and Maureen was no longer willing to sacrifice another day of her future or her child’s to him, in anticipation of the day when he could admit that he was as human and vulnerable as the rest of us, no better, no worse.

 

He had squandered years of her life.  He had courted and married a rigorous beauty whose spirit and nature proved antithetical to his; facing her day after day must have forced a reluctant and impossible self-examination and created in him an ear-ringing panic.  A weak husband living with an excellent woman–that is enough to scare a man to death and shake him off his rails.  And he had the shame of knowing that anything he truly loved about life, when all the pretense was put aside, had come from her.  It wasn’t his.”

 

 

 

-Kaye Gibbons, Divining Women

 

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