It's cryptic; I know....

Where to begin???


I had this whole post about Charleston and our girls weekend just about written. All it needed was some tweaking and a few pictures.....so why can't I post it?

Because although we had a wonderful time and Charleston is AMAZING!...... If you ever have the opportunity - GO!!!!! It's fabulous.

But.....

There remains the bombshell that my dear friend dropped on me before we even left the city limits!!!! And we had a five hour drive ahead of us. And a whole weekend.

I'm concerned. About her. About her family. About how much to reveal (even though she doesn't know I blog). About everything.

Major tip....if you are planning a weekend away with friends - wait to drop the bombshell, if you have one to drop. Why? Because it casts a pall over the weekend for the one you've told. Because no matter how much fun we were having . . . it was there. Hovering over my head the whole time.

So, I'll get to the trip.  I promise.  But right now I'm wrestling with the information I have.  She asked me not to tell Hubby .... but seriously????  How could I not?  And she had to have known that I couldn't keep this from him.  That I couldn't deal with this craziness alone.  I had to tell someone. 

So I told him....and before it's all over I may tell you - because really?  What's the point of this blog if I can't be truthful? 

Hubby was as apalled as I was - and was much more forthright than I was when faced with this info.  But....as I informed Hubby - I had a whole weekend to face with her.

What they say is true.  You think you know someone; but then.....they prove you wrong.

Despite it all, I still love her dearly. But I have to wonder about her thought processes....and, in the true Gigi-fashion, can I fix this??