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So now I have to re-do everything, but not today. I'll do it tonight.
Have you ever had one of those days where everything is a touchy subject, you feel raw all over and then your "last straw" makes an appearance and all hell breaks loose? My last straw arrived in the form of my mother. Who has "Problems". As calmly as I tried to project back to her, I eventually failed, & we ended up screaming at each other. But sometimes, I swear she still sees me as that 16 year old hard-ass, giving her grief and attitude, staying out late, and Friday nights in some parking lot drinking being my main source of entertainment. What's a girl to do? Prove I'm not by having a bunch of great, well adjusted kids, buying a home to raise them in, and join the PTA ? *sigh* I'll always be that 16 year old, until the day she dies.
The worst part is whenever we have these "spats", they seem to get worse each time, and she's 8,000 miles away. There is no 'awkward' run-in which ends in a hug & laughing it off. It festers. I hold grudges. I'm stubborn. And so is she. I have no idea what to do about this.
I couldn't find the shot of me, my brother and her, so I'm leaving this. Me rocking the 'tails, with my brother to the left of me, my 2 baby cousins on the right. We were visiting the North Island before I knew about boys, but after finding BFF's.
Tonight when I've calmed down and forgiven IE, I'll post my reviews, thank you's and other various tid-bits. Be back soon. And Katie? I'll be over in 30. see you soooon ....