Friday, November 16, 2012

Friday

Nabal came in from church so very happy. We got Subway and sodas. He said he had something new and pulled out a beer bottle. My girl and I told him wasn't anything new about him and he's beer.  He insisted it was different. I suggested it was larger. He grinned and announced he was going to start to make his own beer, as it's cheaper... Oh boy. He got that bottle from one of his clients who had made his own. Told him I had a Pepsi for him and he told him he couldn't drink them anymore. When he drinks Coke or Pepsi he can't urinate. Wonder what the heck that is all about. Later he was Dan ing around because tomorrow is his church Thanksgiving dinner and he believes Agee are Ll going to make an appearance so he will look normal to all his church people. He doesn't care about anything further than his image. I keep telling him I'm not going and neither are the kids. He's just pretending we are, as if believing will make it so. Oh if that were true...I'd be miles away and free of one Nabal and getting help for the kids because I had sufficient income.

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