Last night when my son's dad brought the kiddo back to my house, he brought his girlfriend with him. Although she didn't come upstairs, I saw her in the car. It's not like it's the first time my son's dad has not honored my feelings/wishes about something -- far from it. But until this point he would either not bring her, or at least would park on the street if she was with him, instead of under my deck, so I at least didn't have her in my face. I am really pissed off and feeling like there's nothing I can do about it, and I would like to break something.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
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- Name: B.E.C.K.
- Location: California, United States
Forty-something single mom to a delightful eight-year-old boy -- and apparently to one cute-but-silly dog. :-) Email me at equus_love@hotmail.com.
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