day off

It's my weekend off. Yay!
I'm taking daughter shopping for a homecoming dress. We went last week. She tried on many dresses. We found one that was beautiful on her but the zipper was busted. We could have had it fixed but she said no. So we'll try our luck again today.

Week 7 or 8 and no child support. The child support office pretty much said "oh well."
I'm sure I'll recover the money some how. So I'm trying to look at it as money in the bank.

Daughters friend was injured at football practice. The coach thought he was faking and made him crawl off the field. He refused to let the boy call for help, or for his teammates to help him. Instead he let the boy lay on the ground in agonizing pain for the remainder of the practice.
He ended up in the hospital for several weeks with a lacerated liver, brken ribs and punctured lungs. He also lost a kidney.
The football coach is an ex cop with a chip on his shoulder the size of Texas. I can't stand the guy and obviously he has no business coaching. I'm hoping the school decides to fire him.

Boyfriends sitting on my bed. I'm trying to talk him into going shopping and out to breakfast with us. So far his response is a long, drawn out moan. Like the very thought causes him pain......................and now he has become a deaf mute refusing to answer me when I ask. So I pounded on the bed and yelled "HONEY! Get up and shave! Let's go!"......................after further discussion he has agreed to go shopping with us. But only if we make it a short trip. No problem. :O)