comic relief
nothing soothes a cranky chewy like a little bit of humor.
thanks to heather for providing a nice healthy dose when the houseguest was feeding my son popcorn without removing the hulls and a special thanks to
couch for offering the assistance of his friends and for making me laugh so hard i could barely read his post through the tears in my eyes.
i don't even know where to begin.
i've been busy and then again i haven't. it's more avoidance. not so much of the blog world but more of life in general. it's spring and i feel the need for change. i've been stagnate for too long.
there's an unwanted house guest that moved in the night of my "oh bloody hell" post. she moves things where i can't find them and takes a few too many liberties with my son. her presence has added more tension than usual between the paternal units. she has no where else to go. otherwise she'd have already been gone.
i feel sorry for her. she's 36 and she has nothing. no job. no car. no place to live. no friends that i'm aware of. her kids live with her ex-husband. i tried to like her but i can't. what little silence and solitude i use to be able to find has been absorbed by inexplicable outbursts of laughter and constant self-chatter. (yes, the house guest talks to herself. i haven't noticed if she answers herself but it's disturbing nonetheless.) i need my silence. i get agitated and cranky without it. being agitated and cranky kills my creative side. thus the blog sits idle for
days weeks at a time.