Beyond The Journey











Wow.

Where should I start?

Yeah…it will be a Captain O entry fer sure…

Picture it…Sicily 189…er…sorry I was channelling Estelle Getty.  It’s Sunday night.  The kid’s stay at the Captain’s house and he brings them to school in the morning.  So I don’t see them until they are out of school in the afternoon.  Digressing…I know.  I call Sunday night…Zak says Abba has hit her head.  I try to talk to Oblivious about it…he says he’ll call me back.  He doesn’t.

So I call him back.  Abba was jumping on her bed (which is a box spring and mattress on the floor…so not super high) he said she did not hit her head…she just cut her lip.  Abba has gone to bed by the time I call back…so I have to take his word for it.

I pick her up from school yesterday…as soon as she sees me she is complaining that her head hurts.  Then as soon as we get to the car she throws up.  She tells me she did hit her head at O’s house.   I call the doctor…who wants her seen in the ER…right then.

We go to the ER…we got in rather quickly.  The pedi doc comes in.  She’s asking Abba questions.  Asks her what she ate for the day.  Abba says Cheetos.  That’s it.  The doctor is now looking at me.  I say…didn’t you have something else for lunch?  She said…’I didn’t eat my hot dog…I didn’t want it’.  So I look at her and ask if she took school lunch.  She says.

Wait for it…
Wait for it…

Daddy packed me a hot dog for lunch.

WHAT?

Captain packed her a COLD hot dog for lunch…so the kid didn’t eat.

Now when the doctor goes to do the exam she says…let’s just check you and make sure you didn’t get any bruises or anything when you fell.

Now they think my kid is abused or neglected.

Great.

Thanks Captain…thanks alot. 

Her head hurt so bad because she was freaking hungry…and got so hungry she was nauseous.

Yeah…that’s exactly why he’s the ex.

Bastard.



{March 6, 2009}   Quick Update

Just quickly the bare bones of it all…

-The Captain stopped behaving.  I knew it wasn’t going to last long.

-I love school.

-School is keeping me busier than a one legged man in an ass kicking contest.

-I haven’t been allowed to give enemas yet.  Although there is one girl in class that if she does not shut up will be getting on in the parking lot…WITH A GARDEN HOSE.

-I’m tired…oh so tired.

Th-th-th-that’s all folks…



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