Whelp, for those that read my previous blog, I still havent been able to determine the EXACT reason that THIS particular weekend (memorial=long+bday EGADS) was chosen as "dads time'.

More wrinkles: her bearded dragon has crossed the rainbow bridge and passed over to the heated rocks in the sky. That was this morning (Thursday) after an evening of watching him deteriorate. It wasnt her neglect from 2 1/2 months away because husband took good care of him - we suspect that the new food purchased at walmart was possibly the culprit. So this morning was filled with tears and sadness...

But let me backpedal a little. So, when she came in, friendly and happy to see us. Cheerful greetings and then the conversation about the ukelele that was never had the text never responded to. I just told her I got it strung and if she didnt want to sell, its tuned and sounds really great. She mentioned this uke was actually Feral Forgers who left it behind and she has no attachments, because she has a better one given to her by her maternal gramps. She wants the money for a game, so I just mentioned some pricing and told her think on it no rush.

Then the rush to try to resiscitate the poor beardy. It wasnt pretty. She fed and bathed him, and just lethargy. I took off to gymn and then dinner alone while they figure things out. They went shopping, then back into their respective rooms, where I heard convos w friends and laughing, and then in man cave, Future war blazed on.

No conversations about bday plans, so Im keeping quiet.

All I did was text Husband to see which day it was exactly. I know its this weekend sometime, but my disengagement has been such that I am blanking out on it!!!! I just asked what she wanted to do. He is going fishing Saturday, and Im planning a hike into a new and challenging area.

I super did not plan on her being with us this weekend, and previously I had taken her for u-pik berries or shopping trips at the mall (an all day excursion) along with a swing by my parents house to pick up presents my mother has always bought ahead of time along with a really nice card.

And now I was just planning on...her doing her own thing. Over at her mothers, with whomever. I feel guilty because I have made my own plans. There is a ginormous Reggae festival tht folks are traveling all over the world for. 4 days. Im hoping to go one of the days into the night. And mustering the guts to take on a new trail that looks hard. I guess I better jet on over to target and get that gift card(?)