Not much like the fouth of July…
*sigh* This has been the first fourth of July that I can remeber that I haven’t gone to see the fireworks. The Critters just didn’t want to listen today. We did go out to Steve’s camp at one point, Harley got Issac into trouble…when we left it was still with Issac not being able to watch the fireworks. Issac said he’d watch Sonja and Harley because they wanted to go down to the swings and slide. It wasn’t even ten minutes later, we went to see how things were going…About half-way between the camp and the beach, here comes Harley down the road…nearly getting hit by a car that was driving through. Issac got sidetracked talking to someone for a moment, and took his eyes off Harley, and ‘forgot’ he was there.
I’m not sure where this goes on the list of things…When the pet went to bed tonight, he didn’t bother to ask me if I was going to tuck him in. Usually I would have to stop whatever I was doing, make sure he was all covered up, and that alarm clocks were turned on. He didn’t even say he was going to bed. Had Sonja get the remote and give it to me, then went into the room, and shut the light off, didnt even shut the door at all…I don’t know…It’s just odd.
Makes me wonder if maybe he’s finaly realizing that things aren’t whatever.
Found out Ryan is 23…Just something random tossed out there, as I have nothing else really. Though that makes him 27 years younger than my mother…O.o
Another something random…the pyscho ex-little brother has in his possesion a book of my poetry…Which the other day he said he didn’t see why I didn’t get them published.
Didn’t hear from Mike on the 4th at all…Maybe one of his ‘hook-ups’ finaly came through…and maybe he’ll back off.
Less than two weeks til Sonja is off to camp. 11 days…I hope she has fun. She should. She doesn’t do too bad in social situations. She’s managed to find ‘friends’ most everywhere she’s gone (even at the beach yesterday).
Blah…I can’t think…tired…
O.o, yes, you told me on the phone about the pet. And that was my thought, too. *kicks him* One can hope, anyway. Sorry your Fourth wasn’t great. *hugs* ~
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awwwwwwwwww i’m sorry you had a crappy fourth
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I’m glad Harley didn’t get hit. And I hope things start looking up. Maybe since the pet realizes things aren’t ok he’ll start trying to change. I’m sorry you’re going through all of this.
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The Fourth hasn’t been one of my favorite holidays since the War Crimes Regime started. Harley’s story reminded me of my mother once telling me that I used to play in the road all the time, but the street we lived on was a pass-through for all of two cars a week. ~
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Our fireworks got rained out… Sorry your holiday turned out bad. *hugs*
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oh i know it.. i know that’s my “drug of choice”.. alcohol and stupid sex.. but i just can’t “stop” or “cut back”.. i know i need some serious help. i’ll talk to my therapist about it. and although i know i’m making the VERY worst choices, i just don’t know if i’m ready to stop.. it’s truely a double edged sword. my brain argues about this constantly. i just can’t find a solution.
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I’m sorry you didn’t have much of the 4th. I usually don’t get to into it..but I couldn’t help it w/ Tyler this year.
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my what a ‘soap opera’ life is going on! lol chaos, lovers and drama! lol *hugs* hope those around you support you through all of it! 🙂
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