Elise, Maly, John, Christine, Jack and Grayson all drove to Irving on Friday, stayed with Christine’s parents that night and then drove up to Oklahoma on Saturday. John, Christine and the boys went to OK City for Christine’s Grandma’s 95th birthday and Elise and Maly went to Okeene to visit Elise’s Grandma as well as a fraction of the Boeckman uncle, aunts and cousins. Yours truly stayed here in Austin and endulged in some “me” time.
On Friday I went out with some coworkers for drinks at the bar at the Stephen F. Austin Intercontinental Hotel. I got home around 8 and played Scarface on the Xbox. Scarface isn’t really a game you should play if you have a wife sitting in the same room who might make note that every other word said is, “f#*k” or “cockaroacha”. Or a game you should play if you have an 10-month-old daughter whose first words, if exposed to said game, might be, “Tsay ello do my leedle fren!!!”
On Saturday I slept in really late. I woke up and decided it was time to treat the deck with water sealant. The last time I did that, I got really high. And then we had to drive to the hospital to have a baby. Ugghh.
This time I wore a mask but still managed to unintentionally get a little stoned. It’s hard to spray water sealant up without some of it coming down.
A trip back to the ol’ HoPot and another gallon of water sealant and the job was done. And then it was back to making coke deals as Tony Montana on the Xbox for the rest of the night.
On Sunday I got my haircut, fertilized the flowerbeds and garden, watered the lawn, cooked a Thai basil soup and then sold drugs as Tony Montana on the Xbox.
I rushed home from work on Monday in time to meet Elise and Maly after returning home from their trip to Oklahoma. I gave Maly a bath and played with her for a while before it was time for her to go to bed.
I played with Maly for an hour on Tuesday morning before my girls were off again. Elise drove to Mom’s house to drop Maly off so she could go on a photo shoot with Marc.
Elise and Maly and supposed to come either tomorrow or Friday. In the meantime, I’ve been building my empire, buying and selling cocaine, driving expensive cars and saying cockaroacha by night all while missing my girls.
Mom sent this photo today of Maly helping in the courtyard. Maly’s starting to stand on her own. I miss my little Sugar.
