Oh, The Drama

Yep, it continues in my family.

I think I am going to consider it a testament of my wonderful husband's love for me this last week that he did not run away screaming. I used to think my husband's family was a little different - they are so exuberant, loving, and alright, totally normal next to mine. You'd never know that his parents met back in the day when his mom planned to be a nun and his dad a priest.

Then there's my incredibly dysfunctional family - I suppose this is where my psychoticness comes from. ;) I'll share one tidbit: one part of the latest round showed up yesterday with my brother's flavor of late floozy live in girlfriend waltzing into my parent's kitchen and telling my mother she wasn't sure of which one of my parent's houses she wanted. Yea-huh. She really said that!

Mind you, they just moved back in with my parents after a whole 6 months of living on their own. My brother at 28 had never lived away before that. I'd love to blame it on homeschooling gone wrong - but no, that totally gives homeschooling a bad name and I am all for homeschooling. Maybe he fell off the bed and hit his head as a baby?

Oh, and he's never held a real job either. Neither has the girlfriend, but she's only 19... I suppose I should cut that some slack? (*snort*) And he moved her in originally to my parents home by saying she was visiting for the week?

You know, come to think of it, the drama does make interesting reading for everyone. Maybe I should start my own daily soap opera as my therapy! ;)

(Note: I'm not picking on anyone else for living at home past the age of 18. DH's side, everyone lives at home still - but they have jobs, contribute, and do things besides play on computers all day!)

At any rate, I apologize for the lack of postings, being late announcing winners, and posting reviews. I'm running on about 1-2 hours of sleep every day, and my brain cells (what's left of them) are turning to emotional mush.