Well, it is a very good thing that it is Christmas time because I have been craving eggnog (the non-alcoholic type of course) and bologna sandwiches. That is all that I have been wanting to eat for the last three days which is very strange considering that I am usually very much against bologna. However, lately, I have been eating bologna sandwiches with all of my younger daughters who just think that I've finally figured out the wonders of bologna. My older daughters have figured out that I am pregnant again and they just roll their eyes at the younger ones.
Now, I have recently just found out that Jason Voorhees has been let out of the hospital after he had been very severely injured. I cannot even begin to tell you how relieved I am at that news as he is the best friend of Michael who I usually get to babysit Bertha. Now, Bertha adores both Michael and Jason, so when we found out that Jason was injured she was a mess and started completely acting out. It took me days to calm her down and none of the other girls dared to go near her for fear. Normally, for any of the other girls, I would have gotten W. to help, however he is convinced that Bertha is not his child so it was all up to me.
Right now though, I am waiting for Bertha to finish getting ready so that we can visit Jason as that is the only way she will believe me that he is alright.
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Michael and Jason certainly enjoyed Bertha's visit yesterday, Lispeth, if I do say so myself. They both rather enjoy her as a person.
ReplyDeleteBertha deserves much better treatment from your arsehole of a husband. I'm not sure why he doesn't think of her as his child; she very obviously has his nose!!
I'm also unbelievably relieved about Jason's recovery, even though his dyslexia appears to be somewhat worse now and his balance is completely off. Now I don't have to put up with Michael freaking out, asking me questions every two seconds and calling me a wench every second word.
Oh, Lispeth. Whatever are we going to do with these children of ours?