what a difference a year makes ...

a year ago one of my best friends hated me. her husband had told her he was thinking of leaving her for me (i had done nothing to encourage this ... wanted no part of it ... and had been all but beating him over the head asking him if he was really that stupid). last night we (her and i) took him out for his birthday - limo, dinner, strip club (and there *is* sex in the champagne room ... at least if you're female and willing ... ), and a club. if you had suggested to any of us last year that that's how we'd be spending his birthday we all would have laughed and said no way in hell. but somehow, somewhere along the line in the past year he came to his senses, she and i started talking, and we've all become friends - complete with playdates for our kids. they were over this afternoon for rj's birthday party. odd how life works some times.