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Happy birthday to me
Dec. 5th, 2004 11:54 pmSaturday, I returned to the apartment after a day spent with Corb putting a new battery into Annie's car and watching Tiger at his first basketball practice at around five in the afternoon.
("That was fun!" Tiger had said about his first practice. "I paid more attention at basketball practice than I do at school!" That was my Tiger quote for the week-end. That, and his response tonight, as I was telling Corb's mom the story: "Are you going to tell someone else that story about me AGAIN?")
(Oh, and for those keeping tab on the "When will Ted tell his kids" watch, I FINALLY had THAT conversation with Annie on the way to the Auto Zone. It was low key and unassuming, and essentially went like this:)
TED TELLS ANNIE: A TINY LITTLE PLAY
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So anyway...I returned home at five, got in a little dumpster loving with the Corbster, started planning where we're going to go out that night, when suddenly, I received a call on my cell phone. It's Josie, and she's clearly distraught.
"Ted, I know it's your birthday, and I'm sorry, but you need to get home right now," she said. I heard someone yelling in the background, and Josie started screaming at whomever it was. "I just went to the supermarket, discovered I lost my credit card, and came back and found out Ashley took a big shit in the toilet, and she's denying it, but I know it was her and--" There was more yelling in the background, and Josie started to scream again. "And the toilet overflowed again, and flooded the bedroom again, and I'm not going to clean it up this time, so I'm sorry, but you're going to have to get over here now, because I can't take these kids any more and you're going to have to look after them because I need to get out of here and be alone for a while."
And then there was silence. Josie had hung up.
I sat at my desk, stunned. All my thoughts of getting away to Boston with Corb that night went up in smoke. "Um, Corb?" I called out, my voice wavering a bit.
"Yes, hun?"
"I think we might have a little change in plans tonight..." And I stumbled out of the bedroom, and into the living room, explaining what was going on. "I can't believe this is happening, tonight. How could she be freaking out like this?"
Corb placed an arm on my shoulder to try and calm me down, because it was clear that I was about to go over the edge. "Ted, calm down. Just focus on the important stuff right now--the kids. We have to go there and take care of them before something worse happens."
"I'm trying to be calm, I really am," I said, even though it was obvious that I wasn't. "Okay, let's go. Let's go over there right away."
Corb drove, because it was clear that driving wasn't going to be a good thing for me. And on the way, I started babbling, that's all I could do, about how I was going to have to take over custody of the kids, and how could Josie do this to me on my nirthday, and maybe she was trying to get back at me, and that had to be it, and how she had looked so sad the night before, and how could she have backed out of going with us last night, and just given me a crummy, nonchalant litle card, and now this, and all the time Corb's trying to get me to calm down, and we're driving along, and we pulled down onto the little dirt road in North Eldredge, and I closed my eyes, bracing for the worse.
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("That was fun!" Tiger had said about his first practice. "I paid more attention at basketball practice than I do at school!" That was my Tiger quote for the week-end. That, and his response tonight, as I was telling Corb's mom the story: "Are you going to tell someone else that story about me AGAIN?")
(Oh, and for those keeping tab on the "When will Ted tell his kids" watch, I FINALLY had THAT conversation with Annie on the way to the Auto Zone. It was low key and unassuming, and essentially went like this:)
TED TELLS ANNIE: A TINY LITTLE PLAY
( Read more... )
So anyway...I returned home at five, got in a little dumpster loving with the Corbster, started planning where we're going to go out that night, when suddenly, I received a call on my cell phone. It's Josie, and she's clearly distraught.
"Ted, I know it's your birthday, and I'm sorry, but you need to get home right now," she said. I heard someone yelling in the background, and Josie started screaming at whomever it was. "I just went to the supermarket, discovered I lost my credit card, and came back and found out Ashley took a big shit in the toilet, and she's denying it, but I know it was her and--" There was more yelling in the background, and Josie started to scream again. "And the toilet overflowed again, and flooded the bedroom again, and I'm not going to clean it up this time, so I'm sorry, but you're going to have to get over here now, because I can't take these kids any more and you're going to have to look after them because I need to get out of here and be alone for a while."
And then there was silence. Josie had hung up.
I sat at my desk, stunned. All my thoughts of getting away to Boston with Corb that night went up in smoke. "Um, Corb?" I called out, my voice wavering a bit.
"Yes, hun?"
"I think we might have a little change in plans tonight..." And I stumbled out of the bedroom, and into the living room, explaining what was going on. "I can't believe this is happening, tonight. How could she be freaking out like this?"
Corb placed an arm on my shoulder to try and calm me down, because it was clear that I was about to go over the edge. "Ted, calm down. Just focus on the important stuff right now--the kids. We have to go there and take care of them before something worse happens."
"I'm trying to be calm, I really am," I said, even though it was obvious that I wasn't. "Okay, let's go. Let's go over there right away."
Corb drove, because it was clear that driving wasn't going to be a good thing for me. And on the way, I started babbling, that's all I could do, about how I was going to have to take over custody of the kids, and how could Josie do this to me on my nirthday, and maybe she was trying to get back at me, and that had to be it, and how she had looked so sad the night before, and how could she have backed out of going with us last night, and just given me a crummy, nonchalant litle card, and now this, and all the time Corb's trying to get me to calm down, and we're driving along, and we pulled down onto the little dirt road in North Eldredge, and I closed my eyes, bracing for the worse.
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