Clap, clap, ARF ARF!

Yes, I see the positives here. I still feel bad about blowing up in front of my friend, though. I'll call her today and apologize...

But who the heck knows what Mr. Wonderful was thinking about that exchange? I will comment here that he left around 9 pm, which is a damn record since he left. Even after D10 left, he hung out in the family room and watched The Unfunny Stooges with D7 and didn't bolt off the couch when I joined them...

This was groundbreaking stuff. I have to admit, he looked pretty nice. He now has a Chinese lady at Foley's help him choose his wardrobe (note: he jokingly told me last summer that she told him to get divorced so she could marry him). I need to go break her legs and learn some Chinese swear words from our business partners. I'll become Denver's female answer to Jackie Chan...

Anyway, he has chosen things that I wouldn't normally pick but which look really spiffy. AND I caught him eyeing me in the kitchen too. Not just the times when I shocked the hell out of him either. His new stares are sort of sexually charged...

I haven't seen that guy appear in a few years--well, since bowling the other night.

All in all, I'm pretty encouraged--despite his brain fart about his youngest daughter's birthday. What a maroon....

GO ALL OF US!

"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."

Albert Einstein