Happy Father's Day
One of my dearest (and most entertaining) friends called this morning, and left a message on my phone, seeing as how my Left-Coast-timing ass was still in bed. She wished me a Happy Father's Day. Those of you who know of my ongoing circus with the Ex, and how much participation he's contributed to the upbringing of the teenangels in years of late, can appreciate the appropriateness of those well wishes.
She made my day.
Which sucks ass, but there you go. The recognition was nice, but I'd so much rather it wasn't warranted.
Happy Father's Day to all you Daddies and Daddy-fill-ins out there.
11 comments:
My sister has had the same struggle you have had. Her husband is an absentee father most of the time, but recently decided to take her to court for more custody time (to cut down his child support payments). He made sure to mention my sister and her Lesbian partner weren't morally fit to have so much time with his children (this strategy was for the conservative judge in rural Wisconsin). Thankfully the judge basically told him to go fuck himself, and ordered that he pay more in child support. I wished her a happy father's day too, and she punched me in the arm, laughed, and then hugged me.
Sometimes even the wingnuts get things right. Keep on keepin' on MC!
National Single Parent Day. It really must be implimented. Viva le Revolution!
Happy (Belated) Father's Day to you and every single mothers I know - and when I started counted I was stunned at how many I know.
You are the rock in your teenagels lives. I say you take all the holidays you can get. Provided no one gives you a tie. Unless, of course, you want a tie.
Someone called me "Daddy" last weekend. Does that count?
(Actually, I'm kidding. I kid. No one has ever called me "Daddy" and it will be a sad day when they do.)
Happy Daddy Day to YOU, however.
ewww. Red just gave me a heeby jeeby.
Hey all -- thanks for the well wishes. My son's coach called after I posted this to wish me a HFD, which was a surprise.
Sadly, it wasn't always that way. We actually co-parented very well for about 9 years, after the big D. The last 3 though ... what the hell happened? He's working in the Middle East now, sees the kids about once a year, and now insists on bringing New & Improved Family with him for the kids' visits. They hate it. Anyway. Enough grousing.
L: I actually do like ties. But only the funky ones.
Willym: yeah, it's one of those clubs nobody wants to join.
Dear Hat: Goddamn right.
Tater: I had a friend whose parter's ex did that in court. My friend actually had to leave the house (which she co-owned) on weekends when the kids were there! The judge agreed she was not a "healthy influence". -sigh- (Friend is no longer in OK or that relationship. In fact, said friend has gone through transistion, FtM, so that same judge would probably be fine with things now, if he didn't dig too deeply. Sheesh.)
R7E: haha, you made me laugh. Daddy-O.
And what's the matter with being called Daddy Eric? I have several... never mind....
Best Wishes...can't say much else.
Cowbell, WHERE ARE YOU?? It's been WEEKS. Well, half a week, but still ...
*gasp* What's this?! A fan? I could respond by lowering my eyelids demurely, but instead I will do the air fist pump and say, hell yeah. Nice to be missed!
In a word: Work. Damn, I hate when my job gets in the way of my social life. Bastards! I do have a draft going -- a good long one -- patience is a virtue, and all that crap.
OK, lunch is over, back to the grind.
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