What is going on?

Okay, so for the year or so I have been helping out my 70 something year old neighbor across the street with her 5 year old great-grandson, ( yes, I said great). I send him to the bus stop in the mornings with my 2 boys. I answer any and all school related, and sometimes not so school related, questions she may have. I show her how to use the digital ear thermometer, how to put staples in the stapler, and just what ever else may come up. She is a very sweet and generous lady. She brings me books to read all the time. And packages of meat fresh from the store as a way to say thank you for all my help. And I don't mind helping her at all, (usually), and honestly I don't do it for the free meat, ( although with three kids this is a plus). But today.....today was not the day. My oldest came home and said that Mrs. B was probably about to come over to talk to me because he accidentally hit K on the ear with a tennis ball. I went through all the, "are you sure you are telling the truth and didn't hit him on purpose?" "I'm sure mom, he stood up right in front of the ball when I threw it." Okay, this will be okay, I will deal with this even though I already have a pounding headache. Well, she makes it to my house with K and the little boy from next door who house the incident took place. Before she could even get started I asked C what happened and got the same story as I got from my son. Ya'll, this is the first time I have ever really stood up to this woman. I was brought up to respect my elders but, I knew this was coming. She has been singling out my oldest for a while now and I have been biting my tongue, but today I just couldn't take it anymore. She actually told me that if it had been my other son, Boo, she wouldn't have even walked over! What!!! I know my younger son has a more laid back personalty, and my oldest is very bossy, but he would not try to really hurt someone like that without being provoked, (except his brother), and IT WAS A FREAKING ACCIDENT in the first place, which, I might add, he apologized for!!!! Well once she realized that I wasn't going to punish him, and told her they were not allowed to play with each other for a while, "because I am sick of this," she went back home. K was back at my house minutes later, (duh), waiting on my younger son to come outside. I told him he wouldn't be able to play because he needed to clean his room first ( in which case he will never play outside again b/c he hates to clean his room), so he should just go home. Minutes after that.....she walks back over to ask if she needs to start taking K to the bus stop in the mornings since I got so mad, (double duh), but being the sweet neighbor that I am I told her, " I will still get him to the bus in the mornings, it is not a problem, and I don't mind helping you out." And believe it or not I really did mean it. And I guess I won't hold my breath for any meat for a while. Oh yeah, when Hubby got home and heard all about it, well let's just say there is no telling when K will get to play with our boys again. ( I seem to remember hearing something about a certain place freezing over?!)

Okay, after my last post and now this one maybe I got my gripping out of my system for a while. Gotta love this blog therapy!