I've managed to stay far from my mother since joining up with the family yesterday. And have actually had a nice time. Because of the wine. And the pot. Family that parties together stay together.
Except I know my mom is going to lose it at the memorial tomorrow. I asked my aunt for a Xanax for the day because I'm afraid I'll start laughing.
This whole kinja thing has kept me pretty occupied. I'm stating for the record that Sally isn't real a la raffey.
Peace and love, peace and love.