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Work was the same old bull shit, a bunch of sewing, a pissed off supervisor who blames everyone for everything whether its their problem or not. Nothing really new there I suppose, except for the fact that it was pouring buckets outside and they have me working under the industrial air conditioner that they keep running twenty four seven to keep the equipment cool...so of course I froze my ass off all day long. One good thing about today was the fact that Johnny had to go back up to Mississippi for a little while today to get his checks cashed (no one would cash an out of state check) so we all got a little bit of a break from his bullshit. Oh yeah I don't think I told about his bullshit did I? He decided to go through some kind of mental breakdown on my mom and I almost lost my lid with him. The ONLY reason a HUGE blow out between he and I didn't happen was because my mom begged me not to get into it with him. Anyway apparently momma woke him up from a nap to tell him something important and he absolutely went ballistic about her waking him up. He came running through the house kicking shit as he went then ran out the door slamming it shut behind him. Then after that he screamed at her for two hours about anything and everything he could possibly think of to yell at her for. Everything from the way I ran MY house, to the color of the bedspread in the bed room (I'm not joking on that, Johnny has OCD and he is convinced that all bed rooms should have purple bed coverings.) So of course when I got home from work yesterday I walk in with John looking at me with that "I'm about to kill someone" look and I can hear Johnny hollering from their bedroom. Well of course I headed down the hallway intent on kicking in the door and telling the mother fucker to get the hell out if he was planning on talking to my mom that way under my roof. John stopped me though by pointing out that if I said anything I'd just be making it harder on my momma. By the end of the night I wanted to kill him, so his trip to Mississippi was exactly what needed to happen because it gave us all a break from each other. He just got home about 5 minutes ago, and so far he seems to be much nicer now that he's had a break and he's got his checks cashed. If in fact it was just stress that made him act the way he did yesterday then I am more than willing to forgive and forget, but next time I walk into my house and hear him verbally abusing my mom while she just sits there and cries I'm going to beat the hell out of him. Anyway other than that, when I got home mom decided that she needed to go to Wal-Mart..see she sculpts fairies and sells them on e-bay and she gets all her shipping supplies. But as you know when you go to Wal-Mart you can't just get what you go in for. So I ended up buying a 3 dollar journal, the baby a new winter outfit and momma bought the baby some cute little Halloween-ish socks that she could wear year round that were on clearance. All in all it was a pretty fun experience though because mom and I actually got to spend some time together, which we NEVER get to do. BUT as always something HAS to go bad when something actually goes good. On our way home from the store mom and I got into a debate about a few things...well after a minute she stopped answering me and I thought she was giving me the silent treatment. So here I am asking mom why she's giving me the silent treatment when I look over and realize that something is wrong. I reach over and find that she has stopped breathing, needless to say I stopped the car right there in the middle of the road, jumped out and started frantically searching for her inhaler. Once she was taking that I started trying to motion to the car behind us that there was an emergency and that I needed help, this fucking bitch throws up her hands and drives around me leaving me there with no way to help my mom. Thankfully after a few puffs of her inhaler momma's breathing returned to normal. I tried to talk her into going to the hospital but she told me if I did she would refuse to be seen (and believe me when my mom says shes going to refuse she MEANS it). So we sat there long enough for me to be sure that she was breathing regularly and we came home...well it's bed time so I guess I better go! Caio and Blessed Be I'll update again tomorrow!

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