{Sunday, October 21}
*yawn*
Mother decided that today we should drive for an hour to get fresh produce off of a farm. Normally I long Sunday drives, and farms, and fresh produce, but I dont much care to be her chauffeur and personal assistant. In case you've forgotten, she's physically handicapped and milks it for what its worth. She can do whatever she wants, she just wont, although now that the doctor has given her Tylenol 4 for the pain, she'll get away with a whole lot less. She had wanted to be on the road around 11am, but I told her that I dont get up early enough for that, so noonish was more than acceptable. Its going to be hard enough on my head dealing with her, I dont need to be tired on top of it.
