I'm bad...really really bad. I just realized my last update was almost a month ago?!?!?! This month has literally flown by. Mostly due to the insanity w/ work. In the span of 2 weeks I negotiated and wrote more volume than I have all year. Needless to say, it was nuts. Lots of 14 hour days. Not a lot of sleep. And of course my 'spare time' to blog was at a minimum! I'm done giving you excuses. Here's an update of sorts...
Things w/ BK in Manahattan are going great, although I'm not so sure I am truly cut out for the whole long distance deal. The good news is, it forces me to take things slow (something I'm not exactly famous for). The more I see him, the more I like him. Which in turns means the more I want to see him. It sucks that he's almost 2 hours away and seeing him takes so much planning. I have no doubt that if things progress he might just wind up in KC. We'll see, but for now I'll have to 'learn' to do the long distance thing and not be such a wuss about it.
2 weeks ago I went down the Manhattan for a fun tournament in Leonardville (a huge metropolis about 20 mins north of Manhattan). I got to see yet another small town in Kansas. It was a blast! We had a great time, I met some wonderful people. It was the first time I was actually able to go down on a Fri night and not come back until Sunday. That Friday night was the first time EVER F-head kept the lil' monkey overnight. I was a nervous wreck but it went really, really well. She came back clean: dry diaper, clean clothes, and hair somewhat brushed. Amazing! Anyone wanna take bets on how long it'll be before that happens again? I decided to try my luck and asked him he wanted to do another sleeepover this Friday. Silly me...I forgot it's Ramadan and that means he has to be in prayers all night. Whatever you lying, cheating, ass of a person.
Last weekend was pretty low-key. BK decided to stay in Manhattan and relax. I was a little disappointed I didn't get see him, but it honestly worked out well. I got the spend the entire weekend with Layla which was a blast. 2 and half is an awesome age although we've hit the 'whiny' phase. Good lord! If that girl doesn't get her way it gets pretty ugly (kind of reminds me of someone but I'm not going to mention names). He's going to come up this weekend which I am really looking forward to. Although Friday night I could be casting the latest sequel to "Meet the Fockers"....he's going to be meeting my Dad. The good news is, they have already established a shit talking line of communication via text (strange but true). It won't hurt that my Dad will be coming off the golf course which means he'll have had several 'silver bullets'. Should be a good time but I'm sure I'll be slighlty nervous. Although I shouldn't be...I know they are going to get along just fine.
That about brings you up to speep. Unfortunately I am long past stories of blue crocs (I told BK that one and he still gives me shit on a consistent basis). Life is great right now, although flying by so fast I can hardly keep up.
