Thanks Ozzy!
Sister came, dragging her giant dog, 2 daughters, and asst. children.
The lil’wrekker came home from Branson, where she was auditioning. With boyfriend.
(The same one she left with)
Mr. Wrekker and fishing buddy are here from the lake House. Dragging lots of catfish recently caught. Filling my freezer
Son-of-a-wrek and family are in and out. (4 kids, 2 are toddlers)
Mid-dau and her boys are always here.
Ivy, my aide, is hovering and on my last nerve. She is nervous, too. I had a tough weekend. Due to an error in my judgement about a purchased smoothie. Rough dialysis this morning as well.
I swear I’m gonna fire that woman if she don’t shut up. “I get it!”
Bear and Meeko are in the beams. Howling and causing ire. A pen was thrown. Not gonna say by whom. But it exacerbated the situation. I told him it would. No one hears me, some days.gah!!
The dogs have all barked at different things. The Chihuahuas more than the rest. Bayliss is worried. In the closet.
Dinner was served. It may as well been a free for all. Mid-dau cooked all morning. I helped some. Ivy helped a lot. DIL brought stuff in. There was absolutely nothing left. Nothing.
Tomorrow Son-of-a-wrek has a fish fry planned. No telling who else he’s got coming.
Baby daughter and boyfriend are coming. She’s been angry with me for awhile. This will be a reunion. I have high hopes it will be a good one. I’ve missed her. We all have.
Now I’ve scared myself. I may go in the beams and howl. Or hide in the closet with Bayliss. Oh lord.
The crazy train ain’t fun.