How Goes Things?

Malcolm and I had a great conversation tonight. His daughter is recently left home to join the service, and he was feeling quite smug that her know it all attitude was getting ready to meet reality. Something about peeling potatoes for 500 hungry sailors. LOL I love conversations with him because he infuses me with humor and optimism. We chatted about parenting, and about how he wants to step in and help me if I'd let him. Duh, cum on!!! PLEASE, help me parent, I'm asking already!! LOL. He's already quite fond of Jujubear, and compliments me lots for doing a good job. But lets face it, it's just easier with two. I'd love his input when I need it.
We talked about a new friend we've made, and how that's progressing. It's a riot really. I'm very very VERY eager to progress this to it's desired outcome. This chick is a hoot, and sweet, and I bet she will be alot of fun to hang with. The funniest moment was when Malcolm asked: "Is she stable?" We both had a moment of silence, and then both burst out laughing. I assured him that I thought she probably was, and reminded him that he'd be privy to whatever I found out. And of course, inevitably, the conversation led to how were things with my psycho stalker bitch? I told him she checks in ripe as rain every day, usually late afternoon. Only once a day lately, so she mustn't be finding the gossip she's looking for. But the reality is that some day she'll wake up and figure out that I'm not even a fraction of her problem, and if she'd wake up and see the forest for the trees, she'd realize that ...well, whatever. I think Mr likes that she stalks me because it keeps her occupied and out of his hair. Oh wait, he doesn't have any hair! Go ahead and run to him and tell him I said it. I can't wait to laugh with him about it. There is a truth to that relationship though, and here it is. He'll wake up dead or in jail some day, and it will be by her hand. The other truth is that someday I will need a restraining order to keep her ass away from me. It's OK, I've got all the proof I need to get it.
Oh, and Mr? You REALLY REALLY need a session with Dr Finklestein. LOL. That and Kiko sends his love and says you owe him a bourbon soon. Cheers!