weekend retreat 

tomorrow evening, after my semi-adopted daughter is picked up by her mother, i'll be packing up the chewy-mobile and making the 45 minute drive to my grandmother's house. the punkin and i need a break from this distorted view of reality. i need a day where my blood doesn't boil. he needs a day away from the hips of the houseguest psycho bitch.

she's still carting my son around every chance she gets, in spite of my repeated requests not to. she's referred to herself as his "mommy" only seconds before she called him by her son's name. she's called him an idiot again. she's gone too far. there will be a come-to-jesus meeting tomorrow when i'm calmer. too bad for her that i tend to forget that if i can't say anything nice i shouldn't say anything at all. my mother will forgive be proud of me this time. psychobitch has worn out her welcome across the board and it's time to put the smack down. too bad i don't have enough time to sell tickets. my come-to-jesus meetings are always entertaining for spectators.

afterwards, i can relax in the comfort of a psycho-free zone. my grandmother will try to feed me everything in the fridge. we'll discuss the plights of various relatives and of the unwanted houseguest while muted sounds from the public broadcasting station dance in the background. she'll fawn over the punkin. i'll cook dinner and savor the simplicity of it all.  ¶ 10:46 PM 0 comments |