Quote: ~Welcome to my bar, pull up a stool and have a few shots. I am the mother of a beautiful, yet challenging son with autism. And yes, I'm a witch.
Just fucking terrific. My dinner party is not until this evening. So I figure we can go down to the beach for some fun. Fun we had to UNTIL I bent down to pick up a boogie board and wrenched my back. There my sorry ass sat in the surf until Steve could come and help me up. It's REAL fucking fun walking through sand when it feels like some one is putting a knife in your back. Goddamn it! Pudd'n and I were having a blast playing in the water too! Now Steve has to try and get an austic kid, wet dog and all of our beach crap to the short bus by himself as I hobble behind him using a boogie board as a cane. Right now I'm nursing a stiff drink while I wait for my poor husband to get everyone cleaned up so he can drive me to the doctors. I tried calling Kerry to come get me, but she's not home. My in laws will come over early to help set up everything. I know I'll be fine once I get some happy pills in me. This just fucking SUCKS! I am so pissed right now, I'm ready to spit nails. Why this weekend? Why when we were having so much fun? Why when I've got company coming over tonight? Just fucking terrific.