Thursday, April 21, 2011



There was a mouse in the house this morning and these useless fatties I've got living with me had no idea what to do with it. I put them outside and ten minutes later they're leaving us bison and turkey carcasses on the front porch. But a tiny field mouse in doors had them completely confounded.

This has been an insanely intense day. Mama's in the CCU because she's severely dehydrated and is suffering from an extreme bout of colitis and diverticulitis. This is what happens when you're 66 years old and eat like a 13 year old. This is what happens when the only vegetables you eat come from a can and the rest of your diet subsists of pretzels and sugar wafer cookies and diet Sam's Choice cola. This is what happens when you're my mama and you don't tell anyone that you've been sick and passing out for four days and when you won't answer your phone and when you're grieving and depressed.

P.S. The mouse is fine.

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