This is the 3rd or 4th year in a row that Father's Day turns into a disaster. I am pretty sick of it by now. My DH HAS to eat breakfast or lunch by 11AM or he turns into the devil. Well, sure enough, he didn't eat breakfast yesterday at the hotel, although I told him to eat something. I kept bugging him and he just said he was fine. He later said he'd drink a beer instead. Ahole. So, at 1PM I told him to go get a beer or something (because honestly, I was sick of seeing his pathetic face).

I just found a newborn kitten, no bigger than 4-5 inches long on the sidewalk. Where I live, there are animals everywhere...sigh. I am hoping I can find him a shelter or something tomorrow, as my son is highly allergic to cats. I couldn't just leave him there in the middle of the sidewalk where someone would step on him or kill him.

I put him in a box with a small towel to keep him warm. There is no place for me to go to buy anything for him at this time of the night. I keep reading I can't even feed him water at this point. Does anyone know what I can do? Please help.

My son is normally pretty good...but then there are days that I am stressed and he is just a nightmare. It's one of those times you really wonder what came first, the chicken or the egg. I have to say that "it's my stress" affecting him...It sucks, because we can't always control it, but we must. I started reading this book about a week ago and I have to say that in just a few short days I have seen my son change so much.

Just wondering. Yes, we are still with the whole "does the witch have cancer or not" thing. The latest is that she went to the US, as she had previously stated she would do and she is now back. Just as I imagined, although she claimed she was going to "get a second opinion or tests done, etc..." because her wonderful daughter was going to set everything up, well, no, she went and never visited a doctor.