Meet Margaret. Her 7 year old daughter plays rec soccer and Margaret IS NOT HAVING ANY OF THE OTHER TEAM’S SH*T. Do you hear me?? Little McKenna loves to get out on the field and just have fun running around with her friends. And Margaret loves to watch McKenna having fun and is HERE TO TELL YOU THAT OTHER TEAM’S COACH IS OUT OF LINE! I mean look at him jumping up and down all over the sideline - it’s rec soccer for goodness sake! Her eyes may be hidden behind iridescent sport fishing sunglasses, and shaded by all variety of visor, but they miss nothing. Her ears are pricked for even the mildest insult or joke about her, her team or any of her fellow parents, who always seem to sit so far away from her?? She packs a state -of-the-art cooler for each game, along with the best pop up tent that money can buy. She will establish her turf and rule by intimidation over on that sideline. WATCH IT.
This is the new Amy. This Amy would never have a gross refrigerator. She's not that kind of person. She's clean, organized and fresh. She feels sorry for the people with dirty fridge shelves and expired chicken stock boxes. She can't imagine having a 2 year old jar of pepperoncini peppers with mold on the inside of the lid. That's no way to live and Amy is glad she's the right kind of person. Yesterday Amy had two bags of clothes designated for Goodwill in her dining room corner. They'd been there for 2.5 months, eventually becoming invisible.
She slithers her way in and out of friend groups, wreaking havoc anywhere she can. She told you last week how much she admires you for not caring what you look like – she “just doesn’t feel right about leaving the house“ if she’s not completely put together.