Get used to it, babe. Before long you'll have to pay for everything.
My rant.
My father went to Detroit for business on Wednesday night, and will be back Monday night. On Wednesday my mother's shrink called me and told me that he was waiting for a bed to open up in a nutbin in southeast Massachusetts, and when it opened, to bring my mother. It didn't open Wednesday. Or Thursday. Or Friday. So on Friday he called and told me that she had to go to the psych ER. So I took her to the psych ER for the second time in less than a year. Went through all the motions, yadda yadda yadda, mom's in the bin again.
I can handle binned mom. It's not a new thing. It sucks, but I've been here before. The thing that sucks is that my father's away until Monday night, and I've got to look after my mom's puppy. My mother has not done a very good job training this puppy (about six months old, and about 65lbs, if you're wondering). She steals things off of tables and counters, she rearranges shoes. She eats out of the garbage and drinks out of the toilet, she destroys toys and eats all sorts of non-edible things. She will not stay in the yard without a leash. She has no leash manners so if I try to walk her, it takes five times longer than it should because when she pulls on the leash, I make her stop and sit before we can go again. I love her, but she's just generally a brat. My own dog does none of those things.
Bonus mini-rant.
I have really long fingernails, and one developed a tear on the side below the part where it splits with the fingertip. Then it tore off completely today. It hurts like hell, especially when I'm typing.
I rant that.
a bit, played some CSS, then we went after booze, and in a hint of stupidity i got banana jenever.
although, i wouldn't exactly recommend stoned boxing. So at this BBQ, i ate a whole lot of food, and then the booze i brought along was expected to be chugged in one go. I got to the half of the bottle but i nearly vomited.
