Everything I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother - Abraham LincolnI feel like shit...So I came home after school, and tried to take a nap.
Which is impossible to do in my house if anyone is home, esepcially my mom.
I was about to fall asleep when she yells "GOD DAMN IT MUDGE! I'M NOT GOING TO PLAY WITH YOU!!! GO GET JESS! NOT THAT SHE'D COME DOWN HERE TO PLAY WITH YOU!"
Well that was subtle. I ignored it and tried to sleep.
At some point, I really did fall asleep but of course, woke up the lovely loud voice of my momma.
"YOU'RE KIDDING ME?...NO!...WHAT A SNOODY BITCH!"
Needless to say I'm up now with no hope of going back to bed until SHE goes to bed.
I love that woman to death, really I do. But there are just days, ones in which I'm sick come to mind, I can't really stand how loud she is when she's talking, and how even more loud when she's yelling.
I guess I'm the same way...so I can't complain too much.