November 4, 2008 by Marj Hatzell
Dearest Powers That Be:
We’ve had enough. Really and truly. We would like our normal life back now, puh-lease. We’d like to start sleeping on a regular basis, we’d like our 401K and Stocks back and we’d also like to have more money for Bugaboo’s private therapy, since we’ve had to discontinue it for the time being.
We’d also like you to know that Bugaboo and Bug Boy do NOT need anymore diagnoses. As in, that whole protein-in-the-urine thingy and the whole syrup-smelling-pee thingy? Totally not cool. Y’all stink(worse than the pee), mmkay ? He’s got more than enough on his plate, what with the reflux, seizures, ear infections, non-verbal autism and allergies. Just sayin’. And Bug Boy? Dysgraphia? CUT ME A FREAKING BREAK! He works waaaaaaay too hard!
While we’re on the subject, could we please mention my health issues as of late? Messed up cycles (or none at all)? High Blood sugar? Chronic Fatigue? Degenerating disc? YOU MUST BE FREAKING KIDDING ME! How in the H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks am I supposed to keep up with these two?
Oh, and SIX TICKS ON THE DOG THE SIZE OF RAISINS? C’MON!
While we’re at it, lay-offs and outsourcing at the husband’s job? And now he’s travelled six times in two months? You MUST be joking!!!
Just leave the dang car and the dang house alone. If you touch them, we’re gonna have a serious problem.
I R serious.