of all my vices

[the_female_form]

so the weekend went well. alix left with his family and i stayed behind to get my brakes fixed. luckily it took all day to get the brakes fixed so i couldn't go meet them. i told them i would be there on sunday morning but they decided to just come sunday afternoon to portland and have brunch. so we did that and it went well and i didn't cuss at all. then we got to have a perfectly decent sunday night together completely alone.
it was so much stress over nothing and i feel bad about freaking out but i have the right to.
alix's mother decided that when we come to the tri-cities on our week-long vacation that we should be responsible for bringing his grandmother (who apparently lives nearby) with us. and i'm all like, well if she doesn't mind mold, and the door being held on by a bungee cord, and intense wind coming in through the doors that don't really shut, and sitting on a chair that's bolted in by one bolt, and having no heat or air conditioning, and us possibly breaking down and having to wait two hours for a tow truck (which happened last year) then yeah, she can totally come.
jesus christ, we're not married, don't make me haul your grandma.
mormon people, they expect me to have a heart. my parents don't do this to you. stop doing this to me.
otherwise this weekend was decent and i have new brake hoses to show for it.