I'm posting something mostly to get that last post moved down some. I can't even think about it. When I said it made me sick I meant it made me feel sick to my stomach that kids that age are having sex.
He was twelve years old at the time the baby was conceived.
When I was twelve I was riding horses and had only recently stopped playing Barbies.
Mostly the situation just makes me terribly sad for the baby because it doesn't sound like either "parent" has a stable home life and I wonder whose going to raise that baby?
Not a lotta going on here. I am sick. Again. Sore throat and cough. I am still taking the antibiotics for the sinus infection so this must be something different. It's not fun. I hope it goes away this weekend.
Tomorrow I am meeting up with some girlfriends to have lunch and catch up. One of them is flying in from KY and I haven't met her son yet or seen her in over a year so I am really looking forward to it.
That's it. Boring.
Joe still hasn't found a job and we still haven't heard anything from unemployment. Both of these things have been keeping me up at night.
Something will happen soon, right? I sure hope so.
Well I just got a phone call from Joe and he's at the bank and his car won't start so he needs me to come give him a jump.
Great. I hope this isn't a harbinger of bad things to come. Gotta go.