angelslover
Today is Sunday. Craig decided not to go to Church with his grandparents, which is just fine by me. So this morning he came home. He is a bit cranky, my guess is that he was up late with his uncles and auntie. He also must have had some junk food, as he had a birthday party to go to in the afternoon, and he is hungry. The Angel is making him smiling sandwiches for him. Craig is now giggling as the Angel is making faces out of mustard and cheese. The Angel is such a good father.
Yesterday ended up being bad. I didn't get home till after midnight, and that made me very worried. I promised myself I'd never do this again. Of course every other time Jim would be home, or Mikey and Sheridan, but not yesterday, no.
I just got a new translation job, for one of the gay magz here. It is about gay themed reality shows, so very suitable for the anti-reality-show freak that I am.
Big Sister called in the morning. We talked for nearly an hour. I really do miss her. I miss talking to her about my boys, about my work, my studies, my passion and pain. I miss hearing about her boys, her job, her calling, her challenges. And most of all I miss talking about our parents.
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