Mom & Dad are in town. they bought me a wicker cobra chair and gave me a slim silver Zippo, some alcohol and more bar glass. what can i say - they know what to give me . . . sometimes.
i had them over last night and made dinner for them and Toaster Boy and we played Battle of the Sexes for a little bit. today, i picked up The Ronica and ran out to their old house in GP to pick up the rest of my stuff and hang out with them for a little but and they suggested taking The Ronica back with them. we called her father and cleared it so they'll pick her up in the morning when they hit the road and fly her back in about two weeks. she has an obligation the 18th and school starts on the 29th so this is her last chance to visit the new homestead for a while.
this visit went well, i'm pleased. i'm also tired as hell and shaky.

----- long pause in reality -----

ok, so the kid and i went to eat pho and then on to Target to pick up some important clothings for the ever blooming daughter. *cringe* does she HAVE to grow up? i mean, really really HAVE to? she's getting all rounded and grown up looking and she's still so young . . .

anyways, i picked up Uncle Buck, Drop Dead Fred and a fishing pole. Dad gave me his old tackle box with all manner of nifty things, fish board and minnow bucket. i'll need to sharpen the fish knife if i can remember where i put the stones. i miss doing things outdoors and i talked to Red about it - she likes fishing, too, so August 15th, we'll be partying in the fish license line after work!
*sigh* i want to put my life together the way i want it. i want to reclaim all the things i used to love but gave up to play house, be a mom, be Angel's partner in hating the world. i mean, i still hate a good portion of the world, but i'm polite about it . . .

1 lovers of Foamy in the house tonight

confessed on Saturday, Aug. 04, 2007