Easter. Chocolate bunnies. Hiding eggs. Olivia was happy with her basket. Have to go over to my mom's house to hunt for eggs there. Blah.

La La La La, La La La Laaaaaaaaaaaa. Easter Bunny. A man called Rick...not THAT Rick. A woman named Trisha. A selfish man named Rusty. Mom is remodeling her house. I am getting a new dishwasher. I can keep my birdfeeders up. My comcast bill was over 300.00. I feel wierd. I hate my former step-children and I hate that I do. Michael still ( Read more... )

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Friday, Michael took off to a bike show in Florence and is supposed to be home by now. Alethea took off Friday to go camping after missing 1st, 2nd and 3rd periods at school. I haven't heard a single word from her since she left. Olivia is being a good girl.

Last night, Michael got drunk and screamed profanities at our neighbors. He was too hung over to go to work but not to drive his motorcycle to Eugene. *sigh*

Something in my life needs to change dramatically. I don't know what. But something has to change.

Quieter day, today. Mother's Day is tomorrow but I don't think anyone really cares. Alethea came home for some money this weekend and haven't seen her since :) Michael is on a cooking binge. Olivia, as always, is perfect.

We went out for a drink, leaving my little girl in the hands of her seventeen year old step-sister. She thought it would be funny to LOCK HER OUT OF THE HOUSE. Shortly thereafter, I receive a call from a neighbor that Olivia is locked out of the house. I was humiliated and enraged. She denies everything, of course. My question is then, how did ( Read more... )

Why am I here? I seem to bear no truly useful purpose in this life of mine. I just don't understand.

My dad is going into a residential care facility next Wednesday ( Read more... )