Thanks Dana - the brother just called and we had a raucous curse-filled talk. Nothing like a family member where you can call your child that stupid dumbass motherfucker, and say - I wish he would have hit me, because then this would be over.
I'm volunteering Saturday afternoon in Dallas and could meet up after I get home and let the dogs out. I'll holler at you.
Unless of course the child is home by then, in which case I would probably need to stay at home and we the ever watchful eye or the evil "bitch who only wants a dog."
I look forward to Mac's next move. I hope it's not asking his friends for clothes.
Oof, msbelle, that is tough. Good luck?
I eventually saw the doctor around 415. Two hours late. WTF. But the good news is I'm doing ok. Can't walk for five more weeks, but have an appointment for January 2nd!
Oh msbelle, I'm so sorry.
msbelle, I'm so sorry. Love and strength to you, and may the common sense fairy visit Mac.
On msbelle, I wish I could help somehow.
msbelle, I'm very sorry. It is so very difficult. As it has been said perfectly here before:
May Mac come to his senses sooner rather than later, and maybe even discover that he has any kind of ambition in life.
meara, heal~ma.
Laura, how is Zoe doing?
No word from him. No update. I've left a message at the school, awaiting a call back.
I'm sorry, msbelle. Not hearing anything sucks.
Yay meara! 5 more weeks - you can do it!
