HNT and an update as requested
Well, here I is, sitting in a hotel room in California all by my lonesome. Kinda boring, but what are ya gonna do? It's only 9:30 here, but 12:30 home time, if I go to sleep now I'll be up at 4 am so I'm gonna stay up a while. Meetings tomorrow, all day... Then fly home on Friday. Yippeee.
Anywho, how bout this for an HNT, nekkid pirate alone in a hotel. Room 220 if your interested.
Now, as to Babygirl, Dad put his foot down. Exactly what that means is yet to be determined. I wrote that last post Tuesday before I went home from work. When I got home the "grounded" babygirl was out walking the dogs and had been gone for an abnormally long time. I decided to go look for her, bad ju ju ya know?
Didn't take long til I found her and the subject of my wrath at the park, kissing. She was ordered to go home, he was ordered to fall off the face of the earth. If he was gonna have trouble doing that I said I would be all to happy to help him never be found again. They both had lied to me, not to happen again, ever.
The Mrs and I have been at it a few times in the last week over this, I'm not moving. She was wavering, for all kinds of reasons. The strife this has caused in our house is overwhelming. Poor little babygirl has been playing us from the beginning. She cannot even imagine what it will take for me to trust her again, if ever.
I have exhibited great patience and caring for her and just great patience with the guy. If I ever hear his name again, he's headed to jail. Period. I just don't fucking care anymore. Don't care if Babygirl hates me forever, don't care if this guys life is ruined, don't care if the wife stays upset, just don't care. And that my friends is how this story ends.
No Maureen, I'm not in jail and he's not dead or vice versa. But I really thank you for caring.
And Happy HNT y'all.
Anywho, how bout this for an HNT, nekkid pirate alone in a hotel. Room 220 if your interested.
Now, as to Babygirl, Dad put his foot down. Exactly what that means is yet to be determined. I wrote that last post Tuesday before I went home from work. When I got home the "grounded" babygirl was out walking the dogs and had been gone for an abnormally long time. I decided to go look for her, bad ju ju ya know?
Didn't take long til I found her and the subject of my wrath at the park, kissing. She was ordered to go home, he was ordered to fall off the face of the earth. If he was gonna have trouble doing that I said I would be all to happy to help him never be found again. They both had lied to me, not to happen again, ever.
The Mrs and I have been at it a few times in the last week over this, I'm not moving. She was wavering, for all kinds of reasons. The strife this has caused in our house is overwhelming. Poor little babygirl has been playing us from the beginning. She cannot even imagine what it will take for me to trust her again, if ever.
I have exhibited great patience and caring for her and just great patience with the guy. If I ever hear his name again, he's headed to jail. Period. I just don't fucking care anymore. Don't care if Babygirl hates me forever, don't care if this guys life is ruined, don't care if the wife stays upset, just don't care. And that my friends is how this story ends.
No Maureen, I'm not in jail and he's not dead or vice versa. But I really thank you for caring.
And Happy HNT y'all.