Because Their Goal Is To Suck The Very Marrow From Your Bones
Friday, April 07, 2006
Strike What I Just Said, I Haven't Slept
Olivia, or The-Child-Formerly-Known-as-Mellow, has turned into Satan is cutting teeth.
And of course it is on a weekend when we are staying with friends at their second home on the west coast of Florida. Additional pressure is that this soon-to-be-ex-friend dear woman has volunteered to be the first to keep Olivia (along with Jake) for the weekend in late May, so we can attend Eric's cousin Tony's 40th Birthday Bash an important business function. It was a perfect idea, like when you schedule a dinner party to make you clean the house. For that gave me a deadline to get Olivia OFF THE FUCKING BREAST gently weaned and sleeping through the night.
This is my punishment the way it goes after you tempt the fates like I did the other day and say how great you feel being an unemployed, broke a satisfied SAHM.
I must run; Beelzebub my darling Olivia is calling.