Kira kicked my ass this afternoon.

Didn’t even hear from Dad today. I know I’m boring but what else has he got to do besides hang out with me?

Uncomfortable phone conversation with DIL. She’s getting impatient and a bit bitchy but I’m not driving this kid all the way to Phoenix again to find her. She needs to come halfway. And she needs to stop stretching the truth to make her actions look better and accusing Casey of hiding Kira. Just because he moved that doesn’t mean he did it to spite her.

Seriously uncomfortable SERIES of phone calls with Buck. He’s drunk again and yet he thinks he’s fine. Yes I hung up on him when he started yelling and then he hung up on me when I had to yell at him to hang-on-a-minute when Ginnie came up to see what I was yelling about. And then another call. And then a text from Max that Buck had called him and was he drunk or something? Way to be a parent there Buckles. I told him if he wanted to have a conversation (because that’s what he keeps saying – do I really REALLY want to go through with this and that we need to have a talk) he needed to chose NOT to fucking drink beforehand. I won’t even try to talk to him unless he’s sober. It’s his choice.

Jesus Christ.

Two bowls of chocolate ice cream. Really bad day. I think I’ll cry for a while now.