No wonder I drink............

I went for a ride this morning. Arenas were still a muddy mess, so no good work out for me or the horses. I get Kirby done and out of the way and on to Kip. I notice I have a voice mail on my cell. It's steve, he was taking Jack to the vet for a teeth cleaning and to check out why the damn dog is grinding his teeth. I was told it would be around $200. They told Steve $500 and up. Can we all say WHAT THE FUCK?!? I call the vet's office and of course I can't talk to the vet, he's busy. I tell them do not do a thing to my dog until I find out what the hell is going on. I am about ready to go out on trail with a few girls and Kip starts his jigging and jogging. Fucking great, my horse is going to be an asshole the whole trail ride. I beg off and go back to the stables. By now I'm in a full anxiety attack. The last place I need to be is on a fruit cake horse.
Jack ended up costing close to $400. Teeth cleaning and biopsy. Fucking great, there goes the damn visa bill. First the fucking van, now this. And to continue on with my rant.......my son. My lovely, light of my life son is driving me crazy. He does not speak and won't use the fucking pecs pictures at home. He is bored with the food he eats, but won't try any thing new. I am tired of going up to the mall to get him pizza, chow mein noodles and french fries. Yes, I have tried making these things at home. It is NOT the same in the autistic world. I am so tired of making food for him to turn his nose up at it. And before you say "well he'll eat when he is hungry" is A LOAD OF BULLSHIT. He's gone to bed with his stomach growling because he won't eat.
Ok, I'm done bitching.......for now. I think I'll put off coloring my hair until tomorrow. Fuck, I have to pack and a whole bunch of other shit. I am just going to go drink some more wine.