It seems I must be a fool. I can't tell you more because my cousin reads my blog and when the juicy shit hits the fan, she tells my Mom - and it might be something which I may or may not have told her about. It depends on just how juicy it is, I suppose.
Bit I have been played for a fool, by someone I trusted. Believe me, it won't happen again.
That said, I guess I am still a trusting soul. But I will be guarded, now, where I never have been before. Guarded but trusting. I know it sounds like a contradiction in terms, but it is real.
Fool me once. Shame on you,
Fool me twice? Shame on me.