Fifteen minutes ago I received a voice mail that my children would be arriving within the hour for the entire weekend.

Thus, we’ll be sitting down to arrange the menu for said weekend. To the grocer to buy a fat pig for said menu.

As well I work tonight, tomorrow, and Sunday no less. Something told me not to go off to the day labor pool and try to squeeze in some cash from a third job, before working my second job delivering pizzas tonight.

My first job as a dad…comes first.

Somehow my absence simply makes you love me even more though…and that’s an understandable thing.

The 1st MrsC seems to say that time and time again lately, after 22 years past. Makes me think I shoulda had a harem.

…least the sex life would have been constant. :giggle snort: