In Brief

Between my work, cowboy's work, my time with M., cowboy's time commitments with his kids, and my school, we are lucky if we get to see each other once a week. The benefits to this is it forces us to communicate well early on, and he understands where I'm coming from when things get messed up with visitation times, when I have to devote time and attention to M, and when I just have to deal with stupid shit from my ex. And the ex has done his share of stupid shit lately. Every time I think I am finally dealing with a grown up, WRONG!
Friday M's dad called and said he had to bring her home at noon on Sunday. Well, so much for spending all day in bed with cowboy but I said that was fine. Today at noon M's dad calls and says "where are you? how soon will you be here?" He had completely forgotten he told me he would drop her off. Thursday M's dad called and said he couldn't watch M on this coming Tuesday night. Hello, she's your kid - you don't watch her like you're her babysitter, she's half yours.

Last night the planets aligned and both cowboy and I had a kid free night so we planned on going out. I was also invited to a graduation BBQ for a friend I had gone through most of my undergrad degree with. I have spent the last 11 years with M's dad attending any and all events by myself. If the event did not include his circle of friends, he would tell me he couldn't possibly have anything in common with anyone there and he didn't like meeting new people or he had to go kill furry animals in the woods. Hell, sometimes it would be something with his friends and I would still end up going on my own. Imagine my utter amazement and complete shock when I mentioned this graduation BBQ to cowboy, said that I would like to make an appearance before we went out to the bar, and he willingly went with me! and had a good time!

The trolls weren't at Bushwhacker's last night, but still an entertaining evening all the same.
Fashion 101: the rolls of fat spilling over a strapless tube top are not attractive, nor does dousing the fat rolls in glimmer lotion make them any more appealing.
Fashion 102: multi-color highlights on the top layers of your hair are in, bleaching only your bangs and the sides is just f'ugly.
Fashion 103: cowboy hats go nicely with cowboys and cowgirls at a cowboy bar... they do not go so nicely with a wanna-be troll whose cowboy hat has strings to hold it on her head. And should any of you out there reading this decide to wear a cowboy hat, the front goes right above your eyebrows - not even with the top of your forehead.
Fashion 104: cowboy boots go under your jeans and if your fringed cowboy boots don't fit under your jeans, that's a big fat clue you shouldn't be wearing fringed cowboy boots. I would hope all boots made since 1995 are fringe free.

And after Bushwhackers, yes I brought my cowboy home. The official word... colored briefs.