Sunday, December 6, 2009
so be it
We're in the new place. Well, its really not that new. Found a crawl space under the house. Honestly, pretty sure something is under here. I just don't know what. I wanted to investigate, but then Ellie had a small fit about it. Said I shouldn't. She didn't want to call 911 unless she had too, and she was afraid Charlie might fall in and well, she ended up having a nightmare. Said it was the worst horror movie she'd ever witnessed. Really, gotta wonder what's up with Ellie. Honestly, she has a point about our safety, but uh, you know me.
Definitely, should be Christmas shopping, but don't wanna.
This trip to Texas is about to drain me of something. Kind of dreading it. Don't want too. But just a little unsure about... you know, Charlie, my Dad. Lonnie. Steph. I don't think she knows about Charlie. Maybe she does. I hope so. Not something you want to bring up on her wedding day. "Look, its this kid who looks an awful lot like Lonnie!"
Don't think it would actually happen that way. But you know, its on my mind.
Then we've got Ellie's Mom being a real piece of work, lately. She acts all happy that we're together, then she gets Ellie alone and makes her feel bad about everything I'm putting her through. I swear, Ellie could have met Jesus Christ and if he'd asked her to marry him, her mother would have a problem with it.
But get this, she treats me like royalty. She really does. Like I can do no wrong, then she'll corner Ellie, tell her she's throwing her life away on a guy with a kid. It sucks. You know that. It does, and I wish Ellie would stop talking to her. Yeah. I wish I knew what to do. I do. But I act like everything is OK.
God, everything is OK, isn't it?
OK..there is one more thing really bothering me. Those birth control pills that Ellie takes. Yeah, I don't like what they do to her. Honestly, I think its the pills giving her the headaches. It couldn't be me. It just couldn't be.
Posted by ellie at 2:06 PM