Yeah, I suck. Big Time. My last entry shows how retarded I am. I do feel better after writing it, which I always do after journaling. I am just so glad that nobody reads this blog. What parent with small children wouldn't give their right eye for my in-laws? So what about Husband. To quote him whenever I complain to him about something, "Well at least I don't do drink, do drugs, gamble, and murder people."
True, true. The makings of the perfect husband.
So, we are actually on this trip, with the in-laws. It's really not bad. They are so easy that you feel like Hitler for ever NOT wanting them to come.
Sometimes I am just glad that I didn't marry myself.