Ouch, f*ck, sh*t, aargh. I just spoke to H who comes back from Euro-rock star trip this weekend for our son's birthday. So, this Sunday will be the first time S will wake up on his birthday without me. H offered to let me have the kids that night cuz he "felt bad" (finally!!!) I said that they really miss him and will want to be with him and that I don't want our S6 having to choose. I said that this "comes with the territory and it sucks but I want to do what makes sense for S6." I could tell H felt like sh*t and that is just fine.
He is so excited about the relationship he is cultivating with rock star...I just wanna puke. And no I am not picking him up at the airport...he was really just awed by that...whatever, he can have one of his groupies do it.
