ARRRGGGGGGG! Both babies squalling at the same time, both mamas yelling, NO-where for me to hide! ARRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!
Blondy is in love again. At least this one has a job and a car—a good job, even. He is coming to pick them up this afternoon to go to his family’s for a cookout. Hope this one is calmmmm.
Shortie talked me into watching girl-child this evening so she could go to her best friend’s house for a few hours. Girl-child’s father did something to get him booted from parents’ house and he is living at a motel. Meaning baby was not allowed to stay with Dad as planned Which discombobulated Shortie to no end. Her situation is so different from Blondy’s. Shortie and the father have a (generally) amicable arrangement about baby. He has no reliability, no money, not much of anything. Howsomever, father was in the delivery room beginning to birth, did his own DNA testing, loves his little girl, and wants to have her as much as he can. From my perspective, though, Shortie seems to expect to have breaks from baby care through him, as if it is a right. HA! She gets quite perturbed if “her” time off from caretaking is disturbed. Right now, the baby is only five months old, and can still be contented in a playpen. T’ain’t gonna last that much longer, then the real life of being a mother, instead of a doll tender, is gonna hit her right square between the eyes. Blondy, on the other hand, has to go to court to get DNA test, etc., and she only has me and my sister to look after boy-child. For all my complaining about her and how much I dislike her, she’s been pretty good about accepting without complaint if we can’t watch the boy. Uh-MAY-zing, ain’t it? Both that she would keep silent and that I would say something nice about her? :-D
Taking a shower after Blondy is gone so I don’t have to listen to her whine about having to wait until tomorrow to go to sister’s house.
Had three pound chub of ground beef. Half of it made a meatloaf to fix lunch plates for sister this week. (Did you know you can cook meatloaf in a Pyrex dish and a $20 toaster oven?) Other half used to make my version of a Juicy Lucy—thin patty, cheese, a second thin patty on top, press rim to seal. Even put raw onion slices in one of them. What’s funny is that after cooking it all, I didn’t want any of it. LOL Mebbe tomorrow.
Blondy and baby had good, non-dramatic, no fighting, family outing. Young man's parents actually sat around in the living room and talked to her. BOTH parents. In the house! At the same time!!! WELL! Miracles abound, and wonders never cease. Normal people, for Heaven's Sake. Only problem is that boy-child had no nap, which means tomorrow is going to be tough.
Attorney appointment tomorrow. Nerves, nerves. Did find a route that keeps us off LBJ—YEA! Sister is driving her gentleman friend’s big ol’ club cab Hemi Dodge truck (he borrowed her car to go to family somewhere north). Sister is a bit erratic, not to mention energetic, on the pedals and I feel much safer on side streets when she is trying to guide such a behemoth.
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New day. Attorney requires letter from doctor before they will take case…sigh…
Washed dishes, so ended up with a lot of water on the bathroom floor, two laundry loads worth. I am weary of the mess, yet I am VERY thankful that we can use the kitchen sink and toilet. :-)
Four of the darkest daylilies opened today. Much nicer blooms than last year. Happy with them. Need to get on Shortie’s phone to the kid who promised to mow the back yard yesterday, then bailed. Grass is taller than two of the dogs and iss gotta goes.
Did my best border collie impersonation herding Buddha Boy on the sidewalk and driveway this afternoon. Keeping him away from the street, the beds, and anything that might scratch him up without actually touching him. No wonder those dogs are so energetic—they HAVE to be! I’m pooped.
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