Good grief. My sister Lori did it again. Every time she gets wasted she gets into a fight with Roy and then ends up calling my mom in the middle of the night. Last night was no different. It was 2:30 am and her beef was that she didn't want to tell Roy why she wanted to leave the house. Wes told her not to call them in the middle of the night again unless someone died. Hallelujah!
If I was ever accused or thought of as a manipulator it is only because I learned from the best. Lori is easily the Academy award winner. She loves to take emotional hostages by making these absurd phone calls in the middle of the night. She even made the arresting officer (who has just picked her up for DUI) call Wes at 3 am to demand that he meet them down at the jail and bail her out. He told the cop to tell her to rot in jail. If she is going to knowingly get wasted and then try and drive around town then she needed to go to jail.
It is snowing hard today and will be all day. I am freezing cold. Combine that with this unreal numbness and emptiness and it is certainly the recipe that tells me to stay in bed today. So, after this is posted I am heading back to bed, to huddle under the covers, to sleep, to escape.
My mom wants me to make soup for dinner. We will just have to see if I am up to doing that. Right now, I have this cookie baking adventure looming ahead of me. My mom wants me to make cookies for them to take on their trip to Virginia next week. I said I would do it not wanting my mom to know what I am going through right now. So, tomorrow, regardless of the weather, I have to go to Safeway to get the stuff to make these cookies and then I am going to just have to force myself to smile and bake. I can do it. I am a talented actress when it comes to hiding my emotions.
I don't know right now but maybe today I will give in to the urges and compulsion to do what I need to do to get relief from this awful feeling of numbness and emptiness. Then maybe I will finally have was has eluded me for what seems like forever: relief.
Once again I am struck by the saying of Pogo, 'I have met the enemy and he is us.' I think that is powerful.
Oh, if anyone caught Larry King Live last night then you got to watch Cynthia Sommer in a jailhouse interview. It confirmed what I have known all along and that is that she did not do it. There is just no way. There is not one shred of evidence that proves that she even had the intention to obtain arsenic. No evidence to even suggest there were problems in her marriage. If she had poisoned him then why in the world would she have donated his organs? If he had 1000 times the acceptable level of arsenic in his body how in the world could he have spent the day before his death riding roller coasters with his kids at Knots Berry Farm? It is just not adding up at all. I am not the only one that agrees with this assessment too. Beth Karas, anchor with Court TV, who sat in on that trial and never missed a moment of testimony has the same conclusion. What a travesty of justice. She will be sentenced to life without the possibility of parole and, obviously, so has her four kids.
Just my rambling thoughts for today. I hope you guys are warmer and doing better than me.
If I was ever accused or thought of as a manipulator it is only because I learned from the best. Lori is easily the Academy award winner. She loves to take emotional hostages by making these absurd phone calls in the middle of the night. She even made the arresting officer (who has just picked her up for DUI) call Wes at 3 am to demand that he meet them down at the jail and bail her out. He told the cop to tell her to rot in jail. If she is going to knowingly get wasted and then try and drive around town then she needed to go to jail.
It is snowing hard today and will be all day. I am freezing cold. Combine that with this unreal numbness and emptiness and it is certainly the recipe that tells me to stay in bed today. So, after this is posted I am heading back to bed, to huddle under the covers, to sleep, to escape.
My mom wants me to make soup for dinner. We will just have to see if I am up to doing that. Right now, I have this cookie baking adventure looming ahead of me. My mom wants me to make cookies for them to take on their trip to Virginia next week. I said I would do it not wanting my mom to know what I am going through right now. So, tomorrow, regardless of the weather, I have to go to Safeway to get the stuff to make these cookies and then I am going to just have to force myself to smile and bake. I can do it. I am a talented actress when it comes to hiding my emotions.
I don't know right now but maybe today I will give in to the urges and compulsion to do what I need to do to get relief from this awful feeling of numbness and emptiness. Then maybe I will finally have was has eluded me for what seems like forever: relief.
Once again I am struck by the saying of Pogo, 'I have met the enemy and he is us.' I think that is powerful.
Oh, if anyone caught Larry King Live last night then you got to watch Cynthia Sommer in a jailhouse interview. It confirmed what I have known all along and that is that she did not do it. There is just no way. There is not one shred of evidence that proves that she even had the intention to obtain arsenic. No evidence to even suggest there were problems in her marriage. If she had poisoned him then why in the world would she have donated his organs? If he had 1000 times the acceptable level of arsenic in his body how in the world could he have spent the day before his death riding roller coasters with his kids at Knots Berry Farm? It is just not adding up at all. I am not the only one that agrees with this assessment too. Beth Karas, anchor with Court TV, who sat in on that trial and never missed a moment of testimony has the same conclusion. What a travesty of justice. She will be sentenced to life without the possibility of parole and, obviously, so has her four kids.
Just my rambling thoughts for today. I hope you guys are warmer and doing better than me.
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