father's day
I guess a lot has been going on this past week. My mom came in from NV, my dad came in from CA, and Dale is on his way home from MN right now. The job situation up there didn't go quite as we hoped. All in all, we ended up spending too much time apart from each other.
My mom and I are getting along fine, and I've gone back to the day shift at work. I hate it, but it's what I have to do.
My dad is here until Wednesday. Yesterday was 'Suzy Day!' and my dad took me to North Star Mall. He took me and the baby to build-a-bear (where we each got a toy!) and then he bought me a coach bag. He said it was a belated christmas present, but I think he was just feeling guilty for living with his new girlfriend and spending more time with her kids than he ever did with me.
You know, thinking about that pisses me off. He lives with his girlfriend and her 2 kids. Both of whom are over 18. He NEVER lived with me and my mom, or even just me for that matter. Sure, I would visit for a week or two at a time, but I never LIVED with him. Augh. He says that he's not going to get married to her, but I think that's a bunch of bullshit. He'll get married eventually, and she'll run him into the ground.
My dad does not look good. He's started smoking now, he's lost weight, and he just looks so old to me. He's 6 years younger than my mom, but look at least 10 years older than her. He hasn't aged well. It's not so much the grey hair, or the thicker glasses, it's the fact that he just looks beaten down. I think the divorce last year took more out of him than he let on. I don't know if he's going to make it out to San Antonio again. I'm going to see what I can do about visiting him for Christmas this year. Hopefully Dale will be up for it.
I can't talk about this anymore, it's going to make me cry. I love my dad, but I can't watch him with her. I can't watch him let himself fall apart like this. It's not fair. I finally get a relationship with my father, and it looks like he's falling apart.
On to happier news... I took my dad to the Magic Time Machine tonight. Our waiter was none other than Captain Jack Sparrow. The guy was fucking gorgeous. Dale called during dinner, and I let out waiter answer the phone. It was priceless. I was referred to as 'his wench!' (Jack's that is!) LOL. He kept calling Dale 'mate' and promising that I was behaving like a good wench ought to! Did I mention he was very gorgeous? Much better looking than Johnny Depp. I think I will have to drag Christine there one night for drinking and oggling. I also got to feel his buns. They were quite firm! (Dirty birds - I was referring to the bread!) I had a wonderful time, and I think my dad did as well. Sam was a pain in the ass though, so I definitely want to go back without the little one. All in all, it was a fairly pleasant day. We took the riverboat tour downtown, went to the Alamo, and did a little shopping for souveniers at the RiverCenter Mall. I'm exhausted though, and I think I'm going to watch AI until my mom gets home from the movies. Dale comes in tonight at 1am. :D
My mom and I are getting along fine, and I've gone back to the day shift at work. I hate it, but it's what I have to do.
My dad is here until Wednesday. Yesterday was 'Suzy Day!' and my dad took me to North Star Mall. He took me and the baby to build-a-bear (where we each got a toy!) and then he bought me a coach bag. He said it was a belated christmas present, but I think he was just feeling guilty for living with his new girlfriend and spending more time with her kids than he ever did with me.
You know, thinking about that pisses me off. He lives with his girlfriend and her 2 kids. Both of whom are over 18. He NEVER lived with me and my mom, or even just me for that matter. Sure, I would visit for a week or two at a time, but I never LIVED with him. Augh. He says that he's not going to get married to her, but I think that's a bunch of bullshit. He'll get married eventually, and she'll run him into the ground.
My dad does not look good. He's started smoking now, he's lost weight, and he just looks so old to me. He's 6 years younger than my mom, but look at least 10 years older than her. He hasn't aged well. It's not so much the grey hair, or the thicker glasses, it's the fact that he just looks beaten down. I think the divorce last year took more out of him than he let on. I don't know if he's going to make it out to San Antonio again. I'm going to see what I can do about visiting him for Christmas this year. Hopefully Dale will be up for it.
I can't talk about this anymore, it's going to make me cry. I love my dad, but I can't watch him with her. I can't watch him let himself fall apart like this. It's not fair. I finally get a relationship with my father, and it looks like he's falling apart.
On to happier news... I took my dad to the Magic Time Machine tonight. Our waiter was none other than Captain Jack Sparrow. The guy was fucking gorgeous. Dale called during dinner, and I let out waiter answer the phone. It was priceless. I was referred to as 'his wench!' (Jack's that is!) LOL. He kept calling Dale 'mate' and promising that I was behaving like a good wench ought to! Did I mention he was very gorgeous? Much better looking than Johnny Depp. I think I will have to drag Christine there one night for drinking and oggling. I also got to feel his buns. They were quite firm! (Dirty birds - I was referring to the bread!) I had a wonderful time, and I think my dad did as well. Sam was a pain in the ass though, so I definitely want to go back without the little one. All in all, it was a fairly pleasant day. We took the riverboat tour downtown, went to the Alamo, and did a little shopping for souveniers at the RiverCenter Mall. I'm exhausted though, and I think I'm going to watch AI until my mom gets home from the movies. Dale comes in tonight at 1am. :D