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On facco and fathers

I'm going to refer to my partner as "facco" here. It is a kind of cheeky phrase we came up with as a way of referring to him being my de facto partner. It's my replacement word for "hubby", a word oft used by the correctly married.
Well i think for microblog Monday I will give a little run down of father's day yesterday...
I let facco know I'm proud of him for being a good dad to our dog and cats...
And we shed some tears about our failed embryos...
And we shed more tears...because facco's dad is these days riddled with dementia and is soon to go into a nursing home as he's recently become unsafe to manage for facco's mum...
And... I saw my dad, and my perpetual- bachelor brother who has recently become a dad to a cat, and my other brother who is conventionally married with kids (although unconventionally living on an island, that we visited) ...
And well,  i guess we all enjoyed and celebrated their dad-i-ness.
And I was super happy to soak up some quality time with my nephew and niece... (Who I might quietly add have named me their "best aunty")
And... I was also quite stoked not to get food poisoned by the oysters (which were bloody awful).

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  1. JustHeather3 September 2018 at 12:47

    <3 Sounds like you had a good time, even if not all was what you would have wanted.
    I never realized Australia has a different father's day...than other parts of the world. I know Finland and the US are different, but never thought about other countries possibly being yet another date.

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    1. Inexplicably Missing6 September 2018 at 20:19

      Thanks Heather! it was a pretty good day! Although another thing I didn't mention but got me furious was that my brother and his wife left us waiting at a cafe (that was closed) for 2 hours before we had lunch!

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  2. Inexplicably Missing6 September 2018 at 20:09

    Hi Heather! thanks for your comment... yes, it really is is a bit odd that the dates are different around the globe!

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