My stomach is upset right now.

I got to work and there was a message on my answering machine for my EX, from some pre-paid legal fee, returning his call.

Now, why on earth would they be calling MY number? Obviously someone got something screwed up.

So, all this tells me is that he is seeking legal advise, which scares me, of course, because he will be wanting to play hardball with me, I suppose.

Buy why? There is NOTHING of value from this marriage that he could possibly want.

Whatever. So, it just makes my stomach turn.

The other thing that is bothering me right now is that the Mills' are having their annual December party, which is ALWAYS a costume party. This year's theme is Arabian.

I looked up costumes yesterday online and ALL the female costumes are those stupid harem girl thingies.

Okay. I'm 47 years old, had a child, and am NOT comfortable wearing a costume that shows my bare middle.

So, I am wondering what the hell I am going to do THERE.

I tried to talk to Dave about it last night and all I got from him is,
"lose the belly."

Yeah, thanks.

What Dave does NOT understand, even after I explained it to him, that I am feeling a lot of pressure to FIT IN with his friends. And this is going to be a HUGE test for me. But he doesn't get it. I told him that I am about ready to go to the party as a fuckin CAMEL!!!! Or not go at all.

Whatever.

So, I say screw all this dumb ass crap and I feel like checking out for a while.

Oh, I think I am just tired. I ran home after work yesterday to take care of my doggies and then had to run across town again to pick up the kids at daycare.

I took them to their house and they were really really good. No problem at all.

The only issue I had was Ms. Alex's father.

Yeah. Her father was there the whole time.

Talk about weird.

He won't babysit the infant, so Sam has to get babysitters whenever she wants to go somewhere. And, no, he is NOT the father of the infant, Tanner.

Anyway, so he sat there the whole time I was there, just playing a video game. The whole time. He only talked to me once. I was busy with the kids. And he sat there, doing nothing but playing. Grow up!!!

In fact, he kinda pissed me off. Okay, he REALLY pissed me off. I was running around, taking care of the baby and trying to get Alex's dinner ready. Alex is HIS daughter. Think he would help me? Nope. Didn't do a think.

After she ate her dinner, she wanted desert. I was feeding Tanner so I asked her to ask her father to cut her a piece of cake.

Would he?

Nope. He said he couldn't right then.

Why???

Because he was, again, PLAYING HIS VIDEO GAME!!

What kind of father is that???

What a loser!!!

No wonder Sam is divorcing him.

Anyway, Sam was late coming back home, as usual. But this time she called first to let me know, and I managed to finally get home at 8:00.

That makes for a LONG day, let me tell you!!

I did some stuff around the house and worked on the afghan I am making and then went over to Dave's. He just got home from his appointments and we just gabbed for a while, including that stupid little conversation as stated earlier in this entry.

Then I went to bed and pouted and fell asleep.

This morning, I got up and woke Dave up so he could get on the road again. He will be gone well into the evening again, so I will have some time to myself, finally.

I don't feel like going over to his house at all tonight. He called me when I was coming to work this morning and said he was sorry about what he said to me last night. I am still pouting and I really didn't want to talk about it. He said that I looked GREAT and I didn't need to lose any weight, but the damage was done. So, again, I am pouting.

Yeah, my feelings were hurt. And, yeah, I know I will get over it. And, yeah, I know I don't look bad and I am NOT overweight. I just have some belly fat.

But, still, I just feel like pouting.

and now with the call from Jim's legal people, I am feeling even lower.

Yeah, sometimes I just don't feel too good about myself.

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