Just got back from my grandmother’s house. Not fun. Over and over she tried to give my son meat, dairy, among other things. She wanted to give him cow’s milk, then when I said no dairy, said oh well do you want some butter? Since as we all know butter is not created from cow’s milk. Everytime he made any sound she told him “You’re hungry, tell your mommy you want real food” uh huh… soo… then my sister dropped me and Daniel off here. So all alone. Yet again.
I am in such a crappy mood. Ugh. Oh in response to comments that I am way too lazy to email back, a bus is a good idea, but take into account the zero money for bus fares and no one to watch my son, then it kinda puts me back in the same box. Since my sister does not work Wednesday, well she never does, I am going to try on Tuesday to get my father all riled up to go early Wed morning to do the car title. I am tired of everyone bitching about the car, about having to take me places, but can’t spend 30 min going down to the DMV to sign a few papers. Ugh.
I need a perky thing to happen, any suggestions?
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