CURSES FOR BREATHING, YA SLAP JAWWED IDIOT! Erik got me up at the butt-crack of dawn, fretting about a utility bill... (he had every right to fret)
So I got up, wrote a check, drove downtown, threw it in the drop box, came home and decided just to stay up.
So I got ready for work early and then my youngest girl called and I talked to her for a good 45 minutes, then I talked to the older one for 20 minutes or so. The past 2 years that I haven't seen them I haven't had much contact with them either. Not by my liking... But then last few months they have really been "coming around". I talked to them about 3 times this past week. And I am so happy... I am not sure what pack of lies they have been being told but every time I talk with them I let them know how much I love them and how much I miss them. And that I am so excited to see them. I just really want to let them know, so they don't have any doubts.
I will hug them and squeeze them and call them George.
Comments (2)
Hugging and squeezing so good! Calling them George...not so much! ;-P Unless of course your daughters are named George.
Posted by Krush | July 13, 2004 2:38 PM
Posted on July 13, 2004 14:38
OH I can't wait till you get to be with them! It is going to be so fun!
Posted by Angie | July 13, 2004 3:20 PM
Posted on July 13, 2004 15:20