Stand Corrected

Not 5 minutes after posting my rant, he showed up. Guess that's what Christina's talking about when she sings "Some days I'm a super bitch..."

Snow Annoyance

I was going to do a little more back-story before charging ahead with the up-to-the-minute craziness that is my life now but we're in the heat of a situation right now that I just need to go off on.

TB's oldest bro is a roofer by trade and in the winter he has a plowing business. For years he's been coming here at the end of his rotation and plowing the in-laws house. It's never done "correctly" for FIL but nonetheless he's been doing it.

Prior to us moving in, BIL and SIL had hired a housekeeper to come here twice a month to do some deeper cleaning for the IL's and once they heard we were moving in, the immediately canceled her, in spite of the fact that it took us a LONG time to get settled. At the time, I said to TB that I was sure his brother wouldn't be plowing the driveway this coming winter, you know, since we're here, and I've been told repeatedly that wasn't going to be the case.

I may be proven right.

We've been getting snowed on since Friday here and we easily have 12-15 inches of snow. Today it was blizzard-like, dumping at least an inch an hour. We went out for a while to visit friends and when we came back, the driveway still wasn't done. MIL had called BIL to ask when he was coming and was told that he came by last night but didn't want to do it because "their cars were in the way" and he "didn't want to have anything happen to them and get sued".

Are you fucking kidding me? Is that what you tell your customers? Are you afraid your own brother is going to sue you or ME? You plow people's driveways for income but you think your FAMILY is going to sue you? WTF!

So TB is all bundled up and going out now (at 10:30) to put the snowblower to the pavement to make sure I can get out in the morning to work. I told him I'm sure that this is the start of the end of his brother coming here to plow and he said he doesn't care....HELLO, I care! I don't want to be shoveling that fucking thing, it's LONG! And, I'll never do it right. And I'll never get the snow pushed back far enough, and and and.....

I'm so pissed.

Welcome back Hero

Ok, sigh....

I've been away, far far away, for quite some time and I've debated with a heavy heart as to whether or not coming back her was a good idea. But I continually get suggestions from people that love me that it I probably need it. So I'm going to venture back here in the hopes of sorting through some of the craziness of my life. I probably won't be able to keep my language as clean as I'd attempted before. I just can't see how that will be possible so please forgive the profound influx of potty mouth that comes with my return. Also, a lot of what I'll be talking about here will be experiences that will no doubt compel the people that love me the most (aka my readers) to want to suggest solutions for me and I need to go on record right up front by saying: Thank you but there is no solution. It is what it is and I'm writing to just get. it. out.

Back in May, TB, Bam-Bam and I moved in with TB's parents. His mom is 71 and has had a couple of strokes. His dad is almost 87 and is so far from Mother Theresa that the Grand Canyon would look like a crack in cement. TB's older brother has been disabled for over 30 years and lives with them. The day-to-day stuff just got to be too much for them so the decision was made that we'd move in to help out.

It has been a challenge.

A BIG challenge.

This blog started as a "mommy blog" to capture moments in our life that we could come back to and remember as the days pass. That will still be a part of it, I'm sure. But the focus will now be what it's like to be a mom, wife, and caregiver to the most dynamic group of people under one roof. Hold on to your onion, it could be a wild ride!

Yo Preacherman

Here's my flashback...