Tuesday, June 14, 2011
I talked to her. She said that she'd applied for jobs all day and hung out on the boardwalk. I asked her if she'd done anything special, and she said no. She didn't think anyone other than Thomas knew it was her birthday. That he isn't romantic enough to bake her a box mix cake or, I don't know, take her to Arby's, kind of worries me. Her father was like that and it hurt my feelings on too many occasions. Still, she seemed like she liked where she is at. She told me that she'd applied to a very close-by restaurant that she was interested in. I hope they were enchanted by her southern belle appeal and will hire her right away.
It just feels wrong not having her with me. Hell! It feels wrong not having any of my kids near by.