This Shit Is Bananas....

So ya, the other day I was outside in my yard with Crystal, and Kyle drove by in his mom's truck. He slowed down a little and yelled to me that he passed his driving test. I congratulated him and before I could ask him if his mom was still mad at me, or if I could be sent to jail for talking to him, he was passed. I was uber excited tho, 'cuz jus seeing him and knowing that he wasn't mad at me really relieved me. Every time I saw him around town, he would not acknowledge my presence. I had been so worried because it's one thing for Maggie to be mad, however rashly and unreasonably she arrived at her conclusions. But for her to turn all her kids against me (as she seems to have done with the two little ones) is ridiculous...I am consoled by the thought that if the little ones ignore me, it is by request from their mom, for they can't understand what's going on. I won't take it personally. But Kyle is old enough and independent enough to make his own decisions, and he doesn't seem to blame me for any trouble he may have gotten into. At least he is rational and can realize that I didn't do or say anything to make it appear as though we had done something. Why would I do that? I'm the one who would be S.O.L. He would be the "victim". But anyway, enough of this. It's retarded. But Kyle doesn't hate me, and equipped with that knowledge, life can now go on.