ROFL...this is most definitely fitting for me this week.  Thanks to Nutters in my PSP group for tagging this for me.

Before I go off on one more rant trip, I want to wish Barb  Diary of a Mad Woman  a happy birthday.  Stop by and wish her one.  LOL..also have a good question for her to answer...hey, she asked for it.

Thanks to Coastal Comfort Sharon, I know why this week has been a mess.  It's Mercury causing this.

I should probably keep my big mouth shut but I won't because right now I really don't give a rat's behind who reads this or what they think. 

It all started with my crying over my nest egg being depleted.  Wed was an ok day....a pizza party at work, my doc's appt for my blood pressure, which was 110/66 and some pool time.

LOL...then I read Sharon's journal about Mercury wreaking havoc and thinking....yeah, right.  Hmmm...the next day, I get a voice mail message and text from Becky crying hysterically that her piece of crap Tempo that my mom gave her needs numerous repairs totalling $600.  Should she fix it or not and would I "loan" her the money.

Oy vay, the first thing I do is call my mom to see what she thought I should do.  Man, it gets better.  She said she would call my brother.....oh, I hate this.  She called me back and said "G" said to get it fixed.  She would pay for it.  She told me to call him and tell him what all had to be done.  The little girl in me was cringing because 1.  I don't trust my brother....2.  I have many reasons not to.  Luckily, for the moment my cell phone died on the bus from so many calls.

I got home and charged my phone.  Joey had to call his uncle, my brother, about picking paychecks up for the cemetary or something.  I bit the bullet and said to let me talk to him next.  WELL....he went off on a rampage once again, getting angrier by the moment that I'm bleeding my mother dry, we need to learn to live on our own (my kids and me), my mom is almost broke, etc. etc., she is getting too mellow with me, and many other things I simply won't awknowledge on here.

My mom has been paying my mortgage since Sept. of 2004.  I lost $700 in child support at that time due to Megan turning age 18.  I couldn't regroup and still haven't.  My mother's mind is very sharp.  She knows to the penny what she has and would not have offered to pick up my mortgage if she couldn't afford to.  I feel terrible every day of my live about this but am thankful beyond belief for it.  I do not ask her for another cent except if I absolutely have to.  I had to this time for Becky's car.  It killed me to do it.

The trash my brother said about Becky and implied about other things angered me but I said nothing and ended the call as soon as I could.

I have things I need to discuss with my mother and simply can't because it would totally undo her right now so I pray for God's guidance in a couple of situations that are really eating away at me concerning my brother.

So, Thursday night I took Grizzly for a walk and balled my eyes out once again because my dad is gone and I'm left in a nightmare right now.  I also live in total fear that something is going to happen to my mom.  She has gallstones, not a biggie and they found some cysts on her kidneys.  I'm so terrified of being left in the control of my big brother.

My BF has a semi-crisis on his hands right now also but I'm not even going into that right now.

I have to call my mom to see if she is ok.  According to my brother, I upset her by my phone call.  She didn't sound upset to me the both times I talked with her so I think "someone" else upset her.  Nuff said (probably too much but, like I said, at this point in time, I really could care less.)

I apologize for not getting around to visit.  I've been online but just staring at the screen for a few days.  I've regrouped and I'm moving on.  God will see us through this somehow, someway.

Love you all...........