I was working on a post that was actually a quiz for y'all. It involved a complicated mathematical formula combining Country Mouse and Kamikazes and hypothesizing possible outcomes. There were even extra credit points for the reader who could come closest to estimating my response to a thinly veiled insult hurled my way by a jealous and tactless acquaintance.
But none of that seems important anymore because, once again, our life has been enveloped by . . .
[If you are my daughter, stop reading.
yet another shit storm
Car accident. Lawsuit. Ex-dumbass crap weasel of a fiance. AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!
And now? I need a Kamikaze more than I need my bone marrow!!!!
Oh, and? It's April 20th and it's still snowing!!!!!!!!
Stay tuned in the coming months to find out . . .
- Will the lawsuit reach beyond our lovely daughter and wrap its bastard tentacles around our lives too?
- Will I have to go to full time and take a second job?
- Will sweet Mister finally weary of all the bullshit and go out for the proverbial pack of smokes?
In the meantime, you know what they say:
Fiddle dee effing dee. Tomorrow promises to be another craptastic day . . .