This is writing for Sunday

*attempts to get all thoughts written before crashing for the night*

Bill made me breakfast this morning…*pokes at it* Okay, granted it wasn’t the best breakfast in all the world, but I didn’t tell him that, he tried, that’s what matters…He’s such a sweetie.
Not sure what else was planned for the day…As we didn’t get that far…My cell phone rang…

Dan was calling to ask me where I was. I told him "out", as it’s none of his bloody business. Not even 15 minutes after noon, and he was wanting to drop the Critters off. "Because he had a meeting tonight." Excuse me? Those don’t start till something like 7:00 at night!
So I hurry home…He told me to call when I get there…I call…No answer. I text him…No answer. I end up calling 5 or 6 times before he finally answers! He ‘bumped’ a button on his phone and put it on silent. *rolls eyes* And it takes a bloody hour of me calling before he realizes this?! When he should of been waiting for my phone call! *growls*

So a bit after 2, he finally gets the Critters back to me.

*sigh* On another note.
When I got home I noticed the collection of stuffed animals in my Mum’s chair…They were the ones that Ray, her friend from Australia, had sent the Critters…Minus the Kookaburra bird. [Which was misplaced in Sonja’s closet, and Mum found after she got back home today.] Also noticed that her phone card was laying on the futon…The one she used to call Raya.
Mum had called last night while I was gone…Talked to his father…I didn’t ask for details, so I don’t know the whens…After they got off the phone, a little while later Ray’s mother called to see how my Mum was doing. Can you believe that…She lost her son, yet she’s caring enough to call my Mum and see how she’s doing! She’s suppose to keep in touch with my Mum…It’s just so sad…Mum had been writing him for 7 or 8 years.

Add to that…Cindy goes for her first round of either radiation or Chemo this Thursday…They are pretty sure they’ve got all the cancer out of her, but this is preventive medicine, and ‘to make sures’.

Mum’s Jeep is down…But it’s suppose to be fixed tomorrow. It would of been fixed today but…Well the water pump had gone out on it, and when replaced, had so much pressure going through it, like it’s suppose to, it blew a big hole in the radiator…As it already had a little one.

Think that’s about it…Back to school tomorrow…

Oh, some MSN Bits…

Bill says:
Gives you *present emoticon*.

Raven says:
Ooooo…Thankies!
What is it?

Bill says:
It looks empty…

Bill says:
but is filled with my hopes…

Raven says:
*smiles* I’ll do my best to take good care of it.

Bill says:
‘smiles’ thank you.

Raven says:
You is much welcomes. *hugs tightly*

Bill says:
Means a lot to me to have you protect my soft insides. 

 **Part 2**

Bill says:
Is sorry, but for now… Me being me… I should stay out of your diaries… *hugs*

Raven says:
*hugs* Okays…If that is how you feels. *lips emoticon*

Bill says:
Knows that it’s just roleplay, but still can’t the jealous thing…

Raven says:
Okays…*hugs tightly*

Bill says:
Is sorry.

Raven says:
*kisses cheek* It’s okay.

Bill says:
Will try again later. *hugs*

Raven says:
Okays. *hugs*

^ That was after giving him the link to Raven’s diary, because he mentioned something about it…Not sure what part he was reading…But Gods…The boy is jealous of either Peter or Neville…Or perhaps both. If I could just tell him how I feel…*sigh* Alas, even with the words on the tip of my tongue a couple times this week-end…I still couldn’t do it.