Thanksgiving
It's been to cold to street perform, so I've been spending my days in the comfort of my home sitting in front of the computer trying to figure out how to pay next month's rent. I'm not really too worried about it. I always seem to make it happen. I pay all my bills except for my child support. If I could come up with that as well, I would pay it too. I send what ever I can each month but seeing as how Moira is sitting on a mountain of money. . . . I don't pressure myself to do the impossible. My ex-wife has had a serious spending addiction for as long as I've known her. With her new house and her new car and her new clothes her new dog and her live in lover, the kids don't want for anything. . . . . . except for maybe overnight visitations with their father.
I put in a call to her and the kids yesterday evening asking about Thanksgiving. Since she had the kids last year, I asked her, shouldn't I get them this year. My lawyer put that date in a letter weeks ago, but I've received no response and the kids did not call me back. No worries. I am full of love and refuse to get angry over this ongoing saga anymore.
Cricket, Buster's mom and my first wife/ex-wife called and said that she and her boyfriend (who will be here on Wednesday, from Cincinnati) will not be joining us for Thanksgiving Dinner at my home. They want to eat at the hotel and said that we could join them there if we wanted to . I asked Buster what he wanted to do and he wants me to cook. I'm a pretty good cook, If I do say so myself. I love cooking for the holidays. In both of my marriages I was the cook preparing most of the meals. Once again no worries. It makes me happy that Buster wants me to cook. Last year the two of us enjoyed a nice home cooked Thanksgiving Dinner. . . just the two of us. God it would be great to pick the kids up in Ellensburg, and bring them here for the day and night to celebrate the holiday. But alas, that just isn't going to happen. . . . yet. . . this year. I will continue to fight for what is right. With love in my heart and a smile on my face.
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