Friday, November 24, 2006

The Nightmare That Is My Life

Have you seen "Home for the Holidays"?

If you haven't, then see it. You won't be sorry.
If you have, then you already know what I am living through right.this.second.

I've been down Home all week long.
For the most part the trip has been better than expected.
But given that I have a million members of my immediate family, and that we are pretty much the most dysfunctional family unit that I have ever encountered, then you can imagine that "better than expected" is not really saying a whole lot.
Let me put it to you this way.
Normally, when I am around more than half of my family I usually end up running to the bathroom every hour, on the hour. (Because I react emotionally AND physically to my family.)
I'm sure you want me to tell you why my family is one of my biggest nightmares.
But that will have to be another post.

What I really want to vent about is that Mr. Knightly is starting to turn into Mr. Jerkly.
Which means that a pretty big fight could be well on its way.
And I just have to say that I just cannot take a fight with Mr. Jerkly right now.
If we end up fighting I SWEAR that I will implode. I will. I know it.
I can't take the jerkiness while living in the family nightmare.

So if you are the praying sort, then please send up a good word for me.
I really don't want to implode.


posted by Mrs. Knightly at 3:57 PM | Permalink

3 Whispers:

At 4:31 PM, Blogger Angelina

Baby I don't want you to implode. I'm so upset that he's upsetting you so much right now. With all that's going on, which of course I won't go inot. You know I'm here. I'll even give you numbers. Anything. Hugs.

Um... would something cheesy like,
"Hang in there tiger!" help? Hm. Didn't think so. How about a good stiff Mojito? Yeah baby. That would work ;).


At 5:47 PM, Blogger SalGal

Can I use a voodoo doll as well as pray?


At 5:54 PM, Blogger Berklie

awwww.... sugar! I am so sorry! I reach that implode point & run... but I always come back to him. I will be praying for him to knock of his asshatery & for your peace of mind. Or a stiff drink... or three.
Hugs, hun!


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