I am blaming an adventure to the newly developed Legoland in Grapevine, Texas for this, but I have developed a virus in my body. I can’t swallow, my head is cloudy, and I probably smell disgusting. In times like these I am in awe by the way my live-in boyfriend still finds me attractive. I’m cute enough to know when I look terrible, and the fact that he’s pretending to be blind is definitely appealing to me at this moment.
This is also one of those moments where I miss my mother. Though that does not mean she was ever good at mothering when I was sick. I just miss the idea of having a mother take care of grown-up me. Her baby.
Unfortunately, my mother is shacking up with a loser man and disregarding the fact that she ever had children with my father, who passed ten years ago.
I know I have a lot of issues. Is this going to be one of those blogs that reminds me just how messed up I am in the mind?
We shall see. Until next time, here’s to chicken soup.
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