Text exchange with The Boy this week. He had just returned to his apartment after a couple days visiting his dad. Although the kids both try pretty hard, they are still having difficulties with their dad’s live-in girlfriend, R. It’s usually stressful when they visit…
The Boy: Just letting you know I had to buy a new charger for my computer.
daisyfae: OK. Gotta have electrons…
The Boy: The wire on the old one had been cut for awhile, but yesterday was the last day for the electrical tape fix.
daisyfae: Was probably a fire hazard. Glad you were at your dad’s and not here.
The Boy: Like I said, it’s been that way for a while. Likely the charger of death has been at your place, too.
daisyfae: How was the trip?
The Boy: Good. R was gone for the week. Apparently her son’s wife can’t catch. Got her face smashed by a baseball and needed help with the kid. Really wish I could have spent more time with Dad, but I gots to gets me some skoolin.
daisyfae: Fantastic! i mean the time alone with your dad…
The Boy: What do you mean? They are both fantastic! I had good time with Dad, uninterrupted by psycho-bitch. And her daughter-in-law learned that women shouldn’t play sports.