Don't get me wrong, I'd never steer my kid a direction he doesn't want to go. I will love him no matter what he does or doesn't do. He and Mama and I are seperated by 80 miles because of complications from the cesarian, and I'm going nuts. Haven't been able to swing a day off for a lonnnnng time. He and Mrs. Sourdough are my whole entire world. Unfortunately to keep things going, I must work.
Do you guys remember me saying to a gentleman called "raymond", that once I get this contract rolling, I wont have time to bitch? He was calling me a whiner and to spend less time on the computer, and more time welding.
Well, I always have time to bitch. . .. . where else can I do it?