Grilled two Ribeye steaks: one for me, and one for the dogs.
The dogs finished before I got started on mine and congregated at my feet while I was eating.
Youngest dog (very food possesive) attacked older dog, so he now has a cut above his right eye and a nasty nick behine the left ear. Was sitting on sofa and eating, so my hands were full, and I couldn't put down the plate fast enough to prevent that.
Nothing new with STBXW really. I told her I wasn't bringing her mail and stuff to a place she designated. If she really wants that stuff, she can come and get it. I don't work for her.
Haven't heard from her since that call. She was crying. The crying doesn't work on me anymore. I just remember this is somebody who could care less about me, and even though I don't want anything bad for her, I can't help her. Sooner or later she might or might not get tired of doing things to make her life a mess. It's not my problem.
Last edited by TimeHeals; 06/29/1001:32 AM.
M-47,W-40,No kids D-filed 5/27/2010 Piecing - 10/21/2010 -=Soon to be banned=-
