Update.

I have to say I'm really enjoying it nice and quiet here with only my mother, Buddy,and I at home. it's nice to be able to blast my music, suntan topless, and smoke my weed and not have anyone criticize me over it. I can also nap and no one's thumping loudly waking me up and it's so peaceful. I could really get used to this and with my hubby and the 15 YR old gone there's no arguing and fighting either and even my mother and I are getting along because the source of our arguments isn't here to fight about. Of course though with everyone else gone now the TV has no sound and no one's here to fix it that knows how( it figures, and this always  happens and sometimes it even makes me wonders if it's set up this way on purpose just to piss me off, either that or else I really do just have incredibly bad luck!) I was also woken up during the night again by bad abdomenal pain that kept me up for an hour or so and I still have now. F*ck! The pain is so bad it even radiates up to my chest, I break out into a sweat and feel nauseated.

Poor Buddy's mouth hurts again and he's not eating and my mother shit on the bathroom floor again and didn't even realize it; she didn't even feel it coming out( eww!) so I guess her sphincter muscles aren't working anymore but she's too embarrassed to mention it to her doctor even though I told her she should (I mean, isn't that what the doctor's there for?) and today the second-oldest is also visiting her old university friend who lives in Toronto and is expecting her first baby in 2 months(I remember when she went to her weddding before) and the 23 YR old was already in Toronto a day before they arrived; I think she faked having a migraine all along and just made it up and said she had it but didn't really and just said that because she didn't want to stay here; she's just stuck-up and our house isn't "good enough" for her anymore, and my hubby also said he knew all along  the 19 YR old had tattoos and, in fact, she even told  him every time she got a new one( even though he hates tattoos and I'm the one that likes them) but he still never even thought to tell me even though I always ask what's new and if there's any news with the kids....that might have been a good time to tell me, but no....they always leave me out. I'm always on the outside looking in.What also hurts the most with the 19 YR old is all I ever did was love her and she hurt me more than anyone has.

 I was also on the veranda yesterday watching the day camp across the street at the dance studio and it was so funny watching them and it reminded me of my kids when they were younger and even of my own childhood and they had whipped cream and gummi-bears on paper plates and they had to kneel down with hands behind their backs and lick it off like dogs and then smushed it in eachother's faces and had a water-balloon fight and someone yelled, Everybody get Ryan! and they all ganged-up on the teenage counseller , and a construction worker picked up his kid at the end of the day and it was so comical watching this tough guy walking down the street carrying this shiny pink backpack, and I also saw what looked like a spy van in their parking lot; a big black Mercedes van with heavily tinted windows and a big antenna and surveillance stuff on top; it was so obvious; the kind the FBI would use, and I also saw a bunch of the construction guys too taking a break eating and drinking hanging out in L's garage ascross the street I hope she invited  them in and that they didn't just go in there otherwise it would be awfully nervy of them, and I got my weed delivered by my fave. Jamaican guy who greeted me Have a good day my Love who always makes my day and I heard a thut, thut, thut sound coming from a recycling box on the veranda too, like an animal so I went over to investigate and it was a mouse stuck in there trying desperately to jump out but it was too high so I tipped the box over to let him out and he quickly scurried away and ran down the stairs.

The peg isn’t the wrong shape—the hole just needs to be widened.-Anthony Zarrella