D D Monday....Monday

Sooooo... I wanted to share Marie Osmond's tribute to her son Michael with my Michael.

After he showered I asked him to turn the tv to PC.

As soon as he saw Oprah, he is like what the FUCK.

I don't want to watch her. It got worse from there. So her son committed suuicide. So What!

yadda,yadda,yadda.

Will I never understand that he isn't moved by the things that I am!  :0(

He did listen (although not quietly) and he did admit he didn't know that she could sing opera....that's as good as it got. I shit you not!

I dilly dallied getting my shower and ready to go out to eat.

Bitch, bitch, bitch. from him.

Like I do have things needing to be done before I walk out the door and HE on the other hand only needs to look after his own self ....or as much as he can.

Started snapping at me that we just wouldn't go anymore if that's what I wanted.

I told him to stop acting so stupid and just barely audibly, I said " I'll go alone."

"What's that" he asked. 

It didn't need repeating. Whether he heard me or not.

The days of him yelling " pack my bags" are over. It is now HIM that has no place to go.

After out meal the manager /proprietor Kerry came to our table and thanked us for being faithful customers and his personal Christmas gift to us was our meal on the house . Just give Lydia, our waitress her tip.

I was  wasn't speechless. Was thankful for this act of courtesy and let him know it.

Isn't that something, I kept saying to myself.   :0)

Our ride back was uneventful and no sooner than hubby hit the bed he was sound asleep by 4p.m.

 When I finally climb under the covers he always asks me why I can't stay awake to watch tv with him after 10:30. DUH!

  Jill went out around noon. Butch had been calling her to go out to eat with him and Alex.

 On his third call she told him fine and to just let Alex pick the place to eat AS USUAL, but at 2 she was meeting up with her friend Bonnie. He told her to forget it and hung up.

Last Sunday she was going to meet up with Bonnie and instead cooked for him and Alex and she told him that day that the next week she was going out with Bonnie. Here it was!

Called her on the house phone right after she left the driveway. Maybe he changed his mind. Oh wellllllllllllllllll

She wouldn't have. I shit you not!

Jill came in at 10 and went straight to her room. Never saw her....heard her.

The weather was threatening rain all afternoon . Dreary and  damp.

Didn't happen. Same today. Overcast.

Jill is out in the yard raking . hmmmmmmmmm why do I think there is an ulterior motive behind it.

Okay...just maybe she is doing it because it needs doing.

. For awhile I was thinking she took off again last night when I didnt see her car at 8 a.m.

Must have gone off to buy cigarettes then.

Asked her why Logan didn't come home.

Oh, Gil wanted to drive him to school today.

What's that snake in the grass up to is my first thought.

What brainwashing is he giving him now.

Probably the same shit he fed young Gil and then after  time he found out he had been blindsided.

In years past he has promised Logan a new tv in his room, new computer and more if he would come live with him.

ASSHOLE!!!!

He doesn't have his gym shorts with him......Has gym today..... ohhhhhhhhhh well!

Jill makes sure he has everything he needs for the day when he is here at home.

Even down to sharpening all his pencils for him.

Good thing he gets a Free Lunch because in the past ole dad has forgot to give him lunch money and his lunch tickets were at home. In this middle school every child's lunch monies are in a computer and they each have a code number. That way no one is singled out and embarrassed that they get a Free Lunch. :0)

I would love to ask Julie how we should.... as she has told Logan....pay ourselves for his lunches when she hardly ever sends a support check.

You know...confront her .

NOT MY JOB! It's Jill's and she hasn't and won't..

9a.m. Butch has arrived. He had his daughter Alex to drive to her school in NH this morning .

Stuck my head out the door earlier. Jill was looking for a working leaf blower. The one she had in her hands it appears isn't. Why? Butch took the carborater apart last year and never fixed it. NICE!

We have an electric leaf blower thankfully.  

Think I'll get up and peek out to see if he is helping her.

She has the fire pit lit...burning logs to warm up by and they are talking.

No Permit to burn....but Hell we have a real live fireman in the yard, so what the HEY!

Looks like I have had too much time on my hands....doesn't it!

Stayed up til 11:30 downloading whatever tickled my fancy. :0)

Going to take my LEAVE .......no D D I'm not sick.

As my day unfolds, I'm sure it will contain surprises.

Never a dull moment as the saying goes. sigh!

That's All Folks!

except for these...............Told you I had too much free time on my hands. :0)