...to look a lot like Christmas. For the first time in forever, I'm in the holiday spirit. I've actually enjoyed decorating, shopping, baking and all the rest. This is the third Christmas since Mother died, and the 14th year since my brother died.
And the 744th day since I've set eyes on the Emotional Vampire. Or at least since she assaulted and battered me. That doesn't count the accidental encounter this summer. Or the nightmares or flashbacks. I hate that I hate her, but I do. They say the opposite of love isn't hate - it's apathy. Maybe one of these days I won't care any more. Won't fantasize about hiring a hitman, or imagine the joy of hearing the news about assorted other violent ends for the Beyotch from Hell.
I wonder if there's a Christmas version of Death Wish.
O...M...G... I just googled that. And I happened across this on YouTube:
It is THE funniest thing I have ever seen in my entire life. Seriously. I cannot believe that it's only had 1,223 views. I have a feeling I'm going to view it at least that many times before the week is out.
Because I abso-bloody-lutely detest those songs. And they DO, indeed, get stuck in my head like a popcorn hull under my gum. And I spend half my life swinging around on similarly frustrating phone-trees. Wow. I'd better stop here and go listen to my sound machine and visit my happy place.
So much for simply having a wonderful Christmas time...
P.S. The only thing worse than that song is Last Christmas by Wham!. The worst song in the history of the world... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8gmARGvPlI
P.P.S. So sorry to inflict this on you. But you know what they say: Misery loves company.
Welcome to my world!
My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...