Thoughts of assualt on a lovely June morning

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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The boys got up this morning, goofier than usual. It’s our morning routine. In the mornings I wake the boys up and we play their favorite game. The boys have to come up with a question I can’t answer to win a dollar. This morning was funny in that Chris asked, “Is it fathers day yet?” “No”, I said. "Oh, well I love you anyway” I suspect they made Father’s Day cards yesterday at school. Anyway On the way to work I’m thinking maybe this will be a pretty good Father’s Day.

Father’s Day has always been one of those bittersweet days for me. I last saw my father in the mid 70’s. Then there were the years while divorced when my ex wife would keep the kids from seeing me, before I got custody. This year everything’s fine. I haven’t been dwelling on the pass, just looking forward.

I pull into Union 76 to get gas on the way to work. There’s a Jamaican guy selling baskets made up for Father’s Day.

Basket Seller: Hey, you want to buy some flowers or a basket for your Dad?

Me: No thanks

BS: You sure man, I got some nice things.

Me: NO

BS (while grabbing me from behind as I walked byLook man, don’t you want to do something special for the man that brought you up?

Me: Look number 1, I said no. Number 2, I haven’t seen my father in 20 years, as if it’s your business. Number 3, you touch me again; I’ll break your arm.

Thanks for ruining my mood.

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Eeeh, well, at least it sounds like your boys won’t have quite such ambiguous feelings about the day - you’re doing it right!!

I know, small comfort, but - sometimes a small comfort (think little body snugged up under your chin) is all you need.

It works for me, anyways.

Aside from that, strangers that touch me without permission risk drawing back bloody stumps. I can’t STAND it. In fact, sometimes I don’t like to be touched by people I know quite well. Except for my SO, that is. That’s part of what makes him my SO.

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Thanks tisiphone I’m the same way about being touched. Ironically it was the fact that my wife (not the kids bio-mom) was sitting in the car that kept me form slugging the guy.