Throw Momma From The Train

A.K.A. Oooooh That Smell....Can't ya Smell That Smell...the smell of mom's around you!
Well blogging from Syracuse the horoscope says I should be making a phone call to a man that I have had many good times with..Hmmmm......Does she or doesn't she? Let's first reflect on the visit to MOM'S HOUSE....as we pulled up and I gagged down my klonopin and a vodka soda I approached the door gingerly.....I knocked...no answer...maybe she had gone out....How do you spell relief? Then a voice from within...actually "A Cackle"....a dog barking and an opened door into what? Madness and squalor of course....the smell emanating from the abode was thick enough with stench to strangle an elephant...it twas human and dog pee....rotting filth in the sink plus more....I entered and in front of me was a hunched over old woman with no teeth screaming at her dog and reeking of human urine. Hmmmm.....hug or no hug.....hug. The first day didnt go as bad as we took her out to eat and boosted her and her cane into the truck w/a cement block and took her to a gambling casino in Mt Airy PA. I was too scared to lose my $20 so I kept cashing in. My bro made $100. We left and brought her out to eat ice cream late and food. She did not sleep that night but I did. My brother slept a few hrs. On the sofa. In the stench. In the a.m. we went for brekkie and then errands to buy mom a coat and socks. She started getting gnarly as she was breaking in a new pair of Army Boot like shoes and has bad arthritis. She walked like a crab. She has a cane. It was tough guiding her through places trying to protect her and others. She got really gnarly then and started picking on me then my brother when he left the vicinity. Dysfunction Junction. I bit my tongue as Gramma would say. I had a drink when we were out and another klonopin. To bite my tongue better. We made it back to her home after a few remarks uttered from her mouth started bothering me. I wont elaborate. It was sexual about men and then about alcohol. My mom lacks what can I say CLASS? We made it to a pizza place where she proceeded to take off her shoes and socks and exposed red feet with a wound for all to see. OMG. We ate pizza and got her home where she started erupting about us stealing her stuff and moving it. We had only tried to clean up and around the filth. She started crying and calling me names so I had another drink. To bite my shredded tongue a bit more. We opened her presents and attempted to vacuum the dog and the sofa. It did not go over well. So here I am back in Syracuse fat and screwed up on the atkins diet. How can you diet with your family on vacation anyway? They eat fast food and out mostly. Tonight Xmas eve is stew and fresh bread and pool on my bros new pool table and wine. Xmas will be presents and dinner at my brothers wifes family. I could pass that up but as always I will go. Then after that back here for fun and games w/the 3 dogs. I have renters arriving 12/28 who sent me a personal check instead of money orders. I will attempt to cash them wed. and if they dont cash the door to my home WILL be locked by a friend. I told them money orders. Will be back 1/1 pm to survey the wreckage and maybe increase the homeowners ins. as I have another renter coming in 1/2. I don't like being fat again. It makes me feel extremely unlovable. Unloved by myself. Screw others. I'm celibate one year and over one month. That part of me is on hold. Until I can see my feet.
Be Good Kiddies
Have A Great Xmas Mornin'
Tsunami