So, Lee's a year old today.
My ears are one year more damaged than they were 12 months ago.
Kat's had a tooth out today, so is a bit woozy... Hence we're leaving cake etc til tomorrow.
Which means we're 3 days into April, and it's not bad so far. Decent Airsoft game on Sunday, followed by a highly enjoyable Wrestlemania.
March, on the other hand, sucked.
By far the worst of it was Grandad passing away - His funeral was last Thursday at Lynn Crematorium, with the "wake" ( Or whatever non-Catholics call it ) at the Millenium Suite at Hampden Park.
He got a good send-off, and I'll miss him loads. He, like Pal, was a wonderful human being who'd have done anything for anyone.
Sadly, Grandad faded slowly, so I feel like I've not really seen him for about a year - At Christmas he seemed himself for a wee while, on and off, but any time I visited him in hospital it was like he had no idea who we were at times.
The bloody crematorium got the music wrong too - Refused to play the Green Day song we'd chosen when we wanted it, then doubled the cockup by playing it AGAIN instead of the Carpenters track Grandma wanted for later on.
Meh.
Also in March, Kat had a couple of panic attacks - The first, and worst, being on the way home from the pub with Marri ( And earlier Julie ).
I took her to the doc's the next day ( Monday ) and he reckoned it was stress building up and building up, and exploding because she drank too much that night.
So she's partially off work at the moment through said stress... Basically, she just needs to chill the hell out.
In other shitty March news, I got ripped off by some arsehole private hire players, who were unfortunately members of Rob's college class... And when someone's indirectly responsible for you being gypped out of cash, but THEY threaten YOU with a decking, as if it's somehow your fault - Well, it sucks to lose a friend but friends don't imply imminent violence to one's person.
And one of my good friends' wife turned out to have been cheating on him since December.
I only found out towards the end of March, as everyone thought someone else had told me! She'd actually been caught and moved out as of a month ago!
The very day I found out, he followed her from her work, saw her kissing the prick in the middle of town, and hooked the swine.
And the arrogant wanker has the audacity to start sending threatening texts as if HE'S somehowthe one who was wronged - Although he knowingly shagged a married woman?
Up yours, mate, you're utter filth.
Oh, he played the race card too, basically implying "Me and all my Greek mates will beat you up".
Michelle, if you read this - Remember... Anything that happens to the wee man is on YOUR head.
And if he's hurt in any way, you are directly responsible.
He seems to be dealing with it a bit better now than a few weeks ago, though.
He's realised that she's scum, and just wants to move on.
It hurt all of us, to trust someone and find out the hard way how evil they really are - Nothing to do BUT move on, though...
And move on we shall.
Roll on April.
