Boing
Spring is springing! Sun and cherry blossoms...Hurray! (oh, take that disgusted look off your face, Mr. Brandon.)
Can't believe I've been here long enough now to see my second spring. Whee!
And it's official: my mother is certifiably out of her gourd. Apparently, she has literally not left the house for a month and that is somehow my dad's fault. Mmm-kay. At least my dad finally admitted that my mom abuses her meds. Um...do ya think so, Dad? Really? Maybe it's just a random side effect of the Depakote, or the Trazodone, or the Wellbutrin, or the Lexapro, or the Coumadin, or the Vicodin...oh, I don't know! Throw in a little Oxycontin, that should help! Should make for an interesting Easter weekend. Please kill me now if I am destined to become like her. Therapy, oh sweet therapy!
For now, I'm going to pretend like all of that does not exist and go snuggle with my sweeties. Yes, that will be nice.
I think this weekend, there should be dancing.
Can't believe I've been here long enough now to see my second spring. Whee!
And it's official: my mother is certifiably out of her gourd. Apparently, she has literally not left the house for a month and that is somehow my dad's fault. Mmm-kay. At least my dad finally admitted that my mom abuses her meds. Um...do ya think so, Dad? Really? Maybe it's just a random side effect of the Depakote, or the Trazodone, or the Wellbutrin, or the Lexapro, or the Coumadin, or the Vicodin...oh, I don't know! Throw in a little Oxycontin, that should help! Should make for an interesting Easter weekend. Please kill me now if I am destined to become like her. Therapy, oh sweet therapy!
For now, I'm going to pretend like all of that does not exist and go snuggle with my sweeties. Yes, that will be nice.
I think this weekend, there should be dancing.