Messaged Owen this afternoon to inform him that he will need to pick up Keegan from my house tomorrow instead of our usual rendevous at McDonalds as i will have visitors at that time. He replied with "and who's that?" i messaged back and said "friends". He then messaged me with "such as?" and i replied "why do you need to know?" he said "I'm coming up there aren't i?". I wrote "dont worry you dont need to see anyone. You can just wait out the front and i'll bring keegan to you." He then replied "If you're not going to tell me i wont bother coming." At that point i was on the phone to his mother because Keegan had hurt  himself minorly and he was freaking out and wanted to talk to Nan and Pop. Earlier this morning Owen's mum had rung up to invite Keegan and i to lunch tomorrow but i said that i was having visitors as i'm having a Body Shop at Home party. When i then rang back tonight because Keegan was freaking out over a tiny little cut on his finger, i then thought it would be a good idea to accept the invitation but for morning tea instead and leave Keegan at her place and then Owen could pick him up from there instead of coming here. I sorted that with her and she agreed, no problem. I then messaged Owen and informed him that Keegan would be at his mum's for lunch and staying there afterwards and he can organise something with her for pick up. He wrote back "that's fucking weak using my parents again." I wrote back "actually your mum rang this morning and invited us for lunch tomorrow." He then wrote "get your own family."

At this point i was angry. I rang him to try and explain how events had occured. I told him it was none of his business who was going to be here and asked why he got crabby about it and he said "well you always want to know what i'm doing". I reminded him that i dont want to know anything about him and that i havent spoken to him in over 2 weeks and i couldnt care less. He then basically cut me off and said he didnt want to hear it and he'd organise something with his mum and "see you Tuesday" and hung up.

I then messaged him saying "please leave me alone and stop being so rude. You are trying to cause an argument again and get me angry which is not good around Keegan. I wont tolerate your crap Owen."

My take on all this is that, because i havent spoken to him in over 2 weeks and because i wont tell him who is going to be here, he has reacted in defense. He thinks there will be a man here and he thinks he has a right to know. He has probably suspected there is another man in my life but i dont feel the need to tell him right now until i know that this will be a solid relationship - one that will involve Keegan too. Until then Owen does not need to know about him. If and when that happens i will make sure Owen meets Alan and is introduced to him in a respectful proper manner, unlike how i was introduced to Zoe - or rather never introduced to Zoe.

A new chapter perhaps. Two significant things have occured in my life in the last week. One upsetting, the other exciting. The first was my father announcing to me that he has known for over a year that he has emphysema. At first i was not surprised to hear this as dad has had a persistent cough for a long time and it had crossed my mind that he might have emphysema given that he smoked for many years. But as he talked to me about it i became more upset, especially when he seemed to give himself a time limit of 2 years.

We all know that it is pretty much inevitable that one day we must face the death of our parents and attend their burial. I think most of us push that thought to the "too hard to deal with" basket and live in hope that it will never happen. The thought has crept into my consciousness many times over the years. To think that it is something i may have to face sooner rather than later in my "old age" is frightening. I'm 36. My father is 67. Its not that old by today's standards. I only lost the last of my grandparents 2 years ago. I never thought i'd be facing a sick, ailing, dying father so soon.  I know it sounds like i have him dead and buried already. No i dont. In fact he could and hopefully will live for many more years. It's just been a shock to hear it.

The second and much more happy event that has occured has been that i have met someone online. When i say met i mean we've talked on the phone but havent met in person....yet. He lives in WA. Its a long distance thing. But we have both felt an instant connection. I would love to be able to sit here and describe it in words but i cant right now as i have Keegan in the bath making noises and i'm not in the "zone" to explain how i feel about this guy. For those who are Twihards you will understand what i mean when i say its a Bella and Edward thing. Or even that i have imprinted...absolutely and unequivicably imprinted.

Spoke to Owen this afternoon about Keegan's swearing and behaviour. He maintains that Keegan didnt hear that from him or any of his friends. He blamed it on the bunch of guys playing cricket who were at the park when they were having the party there on Sunday. Who knows?

As usual the conversation escalated into an argument and i hung up on him because the whole thing was giving me a headache and going nowhere. He then rang me back and i didnt answer. He then rang back again and i didnt answer again and he left a message. I listened to the message and shortly after that he rang again. This time i answered and asked him what he wanted. He said he wanted to finish the conversation. I told him there was nothing to talk about. I thought i had made that pretty clear when i screamed down the phone "I fucken hate you." and hung up, but obviously that's not clear enough for him. I knew he was just itching for another argument. I told him there was nothing to discuss because he had made up his mind about NYE (which is what we had been talking about previously). His way or the highway. Another argument began brewing and i hung up on him again. I havent heard from him since. I'm so over this crap.

When we went to mediation a few weeks back he was making passes at me when the woman's back was turned. Afterwards he asked if i wanted to go into the toilet for "a quicky".

Last Saturday when he came here to pick up Keegan he was here at 8am and Keegan was still in bed. He was being suggestive then too. Every single time he comes here either to drop Keegan off or pick him up he tries it on. If only his girlfriend knew. I have been keeping it a secret for a long time. I'm not sure why. Maybe its because i have enjoyed the attention...up till now. I think its time to put an end to all this and finally tell her what he has been doing.