Jun 09, 2008 10:31
My father's ex-wife, an incredibly kind woman, left me a voicemail message on Saturday. I returned her call, and she gave me Ziad's number. I called him and we talked for quite awhile; we talked again yesterday.
He's still the same old asshole, lol. He told me that I must change Jedidiah's last name to his last name, and that I must marry Brodie; he also asked me if my mother is still fat. Haha! His words, not mine. But I'm glad that we're in touch, if only for Jed's sake, and Ziad seemed thrilled that I had a son. We spoke again Sunday and he repeatedly asked me in his nigh-unintelligible English to give Jed a hug and kiss from him.
Good times.