I passionately hate littering. How hard is it to toss something in a trash container. Even if one isn't available immediately, one is not too far off in this disposable society. Today I was looking out my front window and saw Jake's girlfriend toss her cigarette out her car window. I already chewed him out three days ago, that the street in front of my house is full of cigarette butts and now I know why. She came in and fixed macaroni and cheese---another sore point---she eats a ton---more than my three kids combined---she needs to eat at her own damn house---but I am letting that slip and handed them a trash bag to clean the street up and then I am telling them they can't hang out here.
I also hate Ara being sick. All the previous week he's been in a fog and acting confused and finally by the end of the week he is sick. And GRUMPY. so much so that Andi and I left him and went out to dinner by ourselves on Friday night rather that get barraged with obscenities. He can't hear anything and keeps saying 'huh', well not saying but hollering. He better not lose his hearing when he gets old because I don't know if I can handle that. He's not good at picking up body language so verbal is all I got with him.....
WIS, WWA | kombucha girl
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