Current mood:	aggravated
Current music:	'Bitch' - Meredith Brooks

Yet another day...
I have a knack for taking a long time to update this thing, don't I. You'd think I wouldn't take forever considering I have nothing else better to do with my time for the most part.

First things first, I lost my job at the bank because they're all a bunch of assholes. Biased? I think so.

I ended up getting pregnant again in February. Things were going well at first but then I lost it in April. Greg's family still thinks it was Travis' because they swear on all that's holy I'm cheating on him. That still pisses me off.

Because I was pregnant the wedding dress I bought wasn't going to fit me for much longer so Greg and I moved the wedding up to April 16th. Dad and Tasha paid for it surprisingly and Shelly let us have it at her place. Everything went pretty well. We even had Travis in it as a groomsman. Only thing I had a problem with was trying to stand up for long periods of time since I'd just miscarried three days previously. I made it three hours though. I'm so proud. *sniff*

Everyone says marriage is no picnic. I've begun to realize it. Greg and I have been at odds ever since we got married. Mostly because of Travis. I refuse to give Travis up as a friend. His parents have banned Travis from the house. Ray even threatened to beat the shit out of both Travis and me if he saw him here again. So I mainly have to go to Travis' or meet him somewhere if we want to hang out. It took forever for me to convince Greg to let me continue seeing him. Greg just listens to his parents too damn much because he still thinks their word is law.

I'm trying to help things go as smoothly as possible. I only see Travis about a fourth of the time that I used to. I see him maybe twice a week if I'm lucky. It really pisses me off though that people are trying to tell me how to live my life. Why should I do what anyone else says? I know that Greg and I are married and therefore I have to consider him and his feelings but why should I when usually he's being a jackass?

Well, today's Father's Day. We are supposed to go meet Dad at Shelly's later on this afternoon so we can spend time with him. That should be interesting. Always is. Especially when Dad's pissed at something which he will be. He's not too thrilled with Ray at this point. He'll probably try to tell me that I need to get rid of Travis much like my mother, Tasha, and everyone else have been telling me all along, but as usual I won't listen. He's too important to me to just get rid of him. We've been through too much together. I can't just forget about him. No one seems to understand that. They think that just because I have a history with him, I can't be around him. In my opinion, they're all full of shit and I'm tired of catering to them. I want to live my own life. Greg says it's not my own life anymore, it's _our_ life. I understand that, but I can't ignore the person I was before I married him and I certainly can't ignore my heart. It's not fair for him to ask me to either.

Anyway, that's about all I've got time for right now. We'll probably be leaving shortly to head over to Shelly's for lunch. I'll try to write more later even though I've got a regular book journal I've been writing in for months now. I've just passed 200 pages the other day. That's some serious writing, don't you think? That's another thing I'm kinda proud of.