My boy friend's back from his six year hiatus in freakin Montana and I suspect he's finally realized he's bi, but I'm not sure he's going to admit it to me any time soon. Our history is too complicated, and I'm sad. Most likely I'll just ask at some point. Or point to different guys and ask his opinion......

Something happened in Montana and he's clammed up. I'm trying not to rush him, but he's so changed.

I think my dear friend fell in love. He's cut us all off for about 18 months and now he's like a wounded dog on my door step.....I have so many questions....I hate being patient. And I'm so glad he's back.
Chloe's sick....had a temp of 104.5+ for a few hours last night, so I missed Cassidy's school play. I saw it earlier in the day, but I was really looking forward to seeing it again. Chloe girl scared me, mumbling and laughing in her sleep, finally responded to an acetaminophen/ibruprofen cocktail. Now she's at 101 degrees and asleep next to me on the couch. I'm getting nervous about all our weekend plans going to hell......the girlie is definitely sick and I'm exhausted.
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Miles: It tastes like the back of a f*ing L.A. school bus. Now they probably didn't de-stem, hoping for some semblance of concentration, crushed it up with leaves and mice, and then wound up with this rancid tar and turpentine bull****. F*in' Raid.
Jack: Tastes pretty good to me.