What a freak'n day. Good golly Ms. Molly! Today started early... Got the kiddo to daycare @ 8:30. Then I spent a good 4 hours at the hospital. After that, I went to good ol' Ross and found an adorable skirt. I went home fairly excited about my new find and I'm looking forward to my two hours alone (had to get ready for a wedding), then I get a phone call from my frantic mother. She tells me they are discharging her from the hospital and sending her back to the convelescent hospital (only giving her 2 hours notice) that she was almost killed in. Nice huh? So my Mother, getting all upset, told the frick'n discharge planner to talk to me and that she refused to go back to that place. The discharge planner THEN procedes to tell my mother that she is of sound mind and shouldn't involve me. Well, I took care of her ass. Called her up about 6 times trying to get numbers of other convelescent hospitals. I told her that I trusted my mother's judgement and I knew both of the places she suggested have poor care. Considering my mother has taught in the convelescent hospitals around the area, I'm pretty sure she knows whats up. SO, the planner then makes a snotty remark "well i guess she doesn't want the television and phone." Bitch! I told her that the most important thing we are considering right now is the quality of care, not the entertainment. I nailed her ass to the fucking wall... and it felt good! Jerks. So, I was able to get them to discharge her tomorrow. After dealing with all that bullshit, I spent half an hour getting ready for the wedding, picked up the kid, gave him dinner, dressed him and was ready 5 minutes before everyone arrived. WHEW!

The wedding was interesting. I thought it would be on a beach like the said it would be. Instead it was in the muddy, goopy area where my heels sunk into the ground and I almost slipped on my ass. I was over dressed (I wore a knee length skirt, lacy top and heels). I didn't think it was possible to be over dressed in that. Oh well. Ok, so we arrive at 7:20(its suppose to start at 7:30) and hardly anything is even set up! I couldnt' believe it. Believe me, my wedding will NOT be like that. I could throw something together in 10minutes and it would have been better. I guess I shouldn't say that sort of stuff, but it is true. If/when I get married, every last detail will be arranged 6months prior to the big day. Now that is how it is suppose to be done! I will have every intricate detail down WAY before the date even draws near. I wasn't impressed, but they seemed happy. It's really weird.... out of the 8 kids that I grew up with and use to play hide and seek with, I'm the only one not engaged or married. It seems like yesterday when we would sti down for those friday night spaghetti dinners. TGIF. Those were the times! Hide and seek in the dark, sitting in the hot tub until my hands and toes looked like prunes, fried ants on the cement with a magnifying glass, throw snails at the fence, play barbies with my old pal Matt (yes, he is gay now), climb on the jungle gym in the back yard... yeah. Those were the days, when being a kid was just fun! Now I'm known as the wild one apparently. Which is funny, because I'm the one picking up the pieces to everyone else's lives! I can't say that I'm ready for that... Shit, I'm not ready for a relationship either. Too much other shit to deal with... too much of my own life to put together still. Gosh I miss the simple times when bedtime was at 9pm and the only thing you had to worry about was what you were going to have for lunch the next day... Then things started to change. The girl who got married today... her mother passed away of cancer. They had no father to care for them and no family. Our family friend took both kids in. The dinners stopped... at least with the kids because we all grew up. But the ladies still had their night. I feel closer to them recently. I know I have their support and that they are my family... they've always been. Truly good hearted people who have been there when times got rough... and are still there. These gals have taken on more than anyone should ever have to and they serve as great role models. I'm blessed. So, I guess when the time comes when my Mom is not here, I will still have a home to go to for the holidays. I guess that's what love is. When a friend can actually say, "I love ya!" So, I guess life's too short not to tell you friends you care. I love ya all! Even those who have made things difficult to be friends, I still care and will always care. I don't stop caring because someone moves away or leaves. Anyways, enough tear jerking stuff!

Life... Ever heard the saying?

Life's like a dick, when it gets hard... FUCK IT!

Great philosophy to live by if you ask me! I suppose I'm a little fiesty tonight, eh?

ps, did i mention that I don't have the nephew tomorrow? YES YES YES! I may just take myself out tomorrow night!