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Feb 16, 2005 10:25

The last thing I expected to be doing this morning was to be making breakfast for my husband, his best friend and his best friend's daughter. Shelton and his daughter were sitting on our doorstep last night when we got home. Shocked was a rather poor adjective to describe that.

It seems Shelton's ex has been spouting some nonsense that disgusts me. The next time I see her, I think I'll slapher. I haven't given a good bitch slap in ages.

Shelton came to the decision that there are some things that he needs to tell his little one, probably well before she is really ready to hear them, because of her mother's behavior. Things that involve his relationship with Charles, and frankly, Charles is none too happy about it...but for reasons that are more unexpected than anyone can possibly imagine.

There are some pains that can't be shared. No matter how much you want them to be.

The boys are going to go out and look around Charlie's newest aquistion. I'm going to take the little bit out and about. We're going to buy her a sparkle top just like Auntie Dawny's. Well not JUST like, or Shelton will kill me, but we're going to get matching outfits all the same, and then I'm going to try and do her hair. I hope I don't butcher it, her hair is so thick.

It's practice. Not everyone is as lucky to get that kind of practice.
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