So, I've moved.
On Wednesday, movers showed up and toted all my crap to new house.
On Thursday, Captain Nutty arrived to "help".
On Friday, Captain Nutty slammed finger in car door. Thus, the next 5 hours were spent in the emergency room to determine that "yes, the finger is broken".
On Saturday, Captain Nutty bought me paint and complained about how much money they've given me over the past year. The irony was apparently lost on her.
Today, I wished Captain Nutty a happy mother's day, shoved some Krispy Kremes down her throat and kicked her ass out of my new house.
Happy Captain Nutty Day to all! And to those who have whack job mothers like mine, take a stiff swig of Jack Daniels and plan a vacation over Father's Day.
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I celebrated Capt. Nutty Day by going to a bar, getting drunk, smoking cigarettes, and relishing in the fact that I'm not a mother (WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!). I know this for a fact because on saturday I was reminded no less than 4 times by my soon to be step-*fleas.
*Kitty's word for children, not cowboy's.
LOL. I thought Captain Nutty just left??? Back so soon?
So you got moved, huh? Good to hear. I hope that doesn't mean you can't find your way down here to the finest watering hole in the city.
I spent Mother's Day at the beach. Heh heh.
Hee hee...you call your Mom Captain Nutty??
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