More ex bitching; skip it if you don’t like it.

Bastard. I let him have the kids this weekend as a favor to him; I guess they had some party to go to. The agreement was that I would pick them up Sunday morning after I went to the gym, not too early at his request. He said they’d be home and playing outside.

I knew it was a bad sign when I called as I was leaving the gym and they weren’t home. I went anyway, stupidly thinking they’d just be outside.

Nope. No kids there. I should bill him the ten dollars it costs me to go all the way to that town and back for nothing. I left him a message; he’s going to have to bring them up to my house now, but now I have to stay home and can’t go get stuff done.

I was planning on taking the kids up to Modesto today so John could pick out his birthday bike too. If he screws that up, I’m going to be royally pissed. And he wants me to keep them for two weeks straight so he can go on some vacation? While he bleeds me dry for swim lessons, saying he can’t afford them? Wish I could afford to go on vacation for two weeks.

I’ll keep them, no problem. But I’m not going to want to give them back. Life would be so much easier if I had full custody, and could live in the town of my choice, and send them to school where I think they should go. Fucker.

On a better note, Cowboy and son placed about sixth in the Chico Rodeo on Friday. I think that was the final too; slack was earlier that morning. I guess Chris broke out on his calf, and it was a straining son of a bitch, so his time was way too long in the calf roping. It breaks their rodeo streak though; they’ve been doing great at home and at jackpots, but it’s all been falling apart at rodeos.

They stayed in Chico Friday night, and got up really early on Saturday to get over to Potter Valley. I haven’t heard form them; that’s not a place with real good cell phone coverage. There was a roping there on Saturday, and the rodeo is sometime today. I don’t expect them home until late tonight or tomorrow morning.

I wish I could have gone, but I’ll go on the fourth of July with them to Taylorsville. It’s a big weekend roping, and that’s the town where Cowboy grew up. I’m looking forward to seeing it, and he promises to take me fishing too.