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You’ll be pleased to know that this is not what’s really been going on, more just how I’ve been feeling lately. (and that picture is funny as fuck and now you’re singing the song in your head, I know you are) Kind of like a cross between “chewing gum on the bottom of your shoe” and “food poisoning from McDonald’s Chicken McNuggets” (that’s a true story actually, about the nuggets – I didn’t eat them for a solid 20 years).
Anyway, I’m not quite feeling like an utter mess anymore, just still not like the polished turd I normally am. (do I dare do a Google Image search for “polished turd?” sure…)
Wow, who knew? And, interestingly enough, no pictures of tits this time! Though there was one of Steven Tyler, so make of that what you will.
Things at work still mostly suck and I’m not really sure if that will get better or worse any time soon, or if it’ll stay the same. Gawd love consistency, I just wish it wasn’t that things have been so consistently shitty lately. I do have to say that I lost ANY remaining tatter of respect for S today when she tossed off a joke about the suicide hotline.
Someone needs to make me this sign for my birthday
At any rate, I plan to get revenge when the time is right. My motto – “give ’em enough rope, let ’em hang themselves.” Works damn near every time.
And we’re getting busy, ridiculously busy. If I’m going to be providing y’all with the wit and wisdom that you’ve grown accustomed to, I’m going to have to schedule it ahead. There’s next to no time in my days anymore to do it on the fly, and that kind of sucks. I’m not sure when precisely I’ll be able to get back at it full-tilt, but hopefully soon. Josh goes to school on Tuesday and Thursday nights now so I have a bit of time between when he leaves and Mom gets home to tackle such things. Eventually I’d like to use that time to hit the treadmill, but not right now. My left leg is flaring up awful right now so there will be no extra ambulation in the near future.
Things with Josh are improving. Having bipolar and being married is hard. Having bipolar and being married to someone who also has bipolar is quite likely the definition of insanity.
Mr. Rogers was one smart fella
We finally got to the point of being able to talk and get some things said which needed saying. Most importantly we remembered that we really do love each other and we choose to be together, not because we have to, but because we want to.
This really has nothing to do with anything, but I do wish the heat would kindly fuck off for a bit. The heat index (a “feels like” number consisting of some formula that involves the actual air temp and the humidity and is BIG SHIT in these parts) got close to 100F today I believe. I’m a fat little pale girl with curly hair who gets heat stroke incredibly easy. This kind of weather is damn near enough to put me in the ground. The only real upside this afternoon was that as I came around the corner onto our street I was greeted by the sight of several shirtless and very nicely toned and tanned young men taking down some trees in a neighbor’s yard.
Yes, kind of like this… Several of them…
There are some parts of summer in the Midwest that are good. Very Good.
NotAPunkRocker said:
Suicide hotline joke? Yeah, I would have been written up for my reaction to that and it would have been worth it. You are definitely better than me to take the high road…for now.
I am glad things are a little better overall. And yeah, this level of heat can definitely back the fuck off. This is June, not August, and this better not be a sign of what is coming next.
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Mental Mama said:
Yup, and she was sitting right next to our boss who knows that I’ve attempted 4x in the past (I was working for her when all 4 happened) and she said nothing, maybe because S was making what I’m sure came off to them as a self-deprecating joke at her own expense.
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Twindaddy said:
Okay, I laughed my ass off at the Barney picture. And fuck whoever made a suicide joke…
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Mental Mama said:
Glad you liked it. š I’m working on my plans for getting some kind of justice.
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behindthemask said:
I’ll finish reading the rest of your post when I’m done singing…Is that a cute shirtless barney…I mean guy?
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Mental Mama said:
I’m a (mostly) happily married woman, but GAWD DAMN were those boys easy on the eyes! š
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behindthemask said:
ahahaha I have to agree!
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aliceatwonderland said:
I like, I like . . . wait, was there something besides the shirtless guy? Oh, yeah, that asshat that made fun of suicide. That is worse than Barney and polished turds Karma is a ‘comin, biotch.
Seriously HOW do you make fun of that?
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Mental Mama said:
I found it totes not funny, but apparently cracking a “joke” about accidentally calling a wrong number while crying and then when the other person tells you it’s a wrong number asking them if you had reached the suicide hotline. Not cool.
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aliceatwonderland said:
Next she should call 911 and pretend to be in trouble so that she can distract ambulances from people who need it. They always find that hilarious I hear.
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Mental Mama said:
It’s almost lunch time and so far I’ve managed to stay far enough away to not have to talk to her. I really just cannot tolerate her bullshit today. Or ever, really.
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1jaded1 said:
Drunk Barney is awesome. Now I gotta get that song out my head. Let us know how you deal with that fucking moron who made a joke out of suicide.
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Mental Mama said:
My plan right now is to maintain as much distance – physically – as possible from her. Which should be interesting given that we’re supposed to have a photo of the entire department taken this morning. Maybe I’ll get stuck on a phone call…
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The Indecisive Eejit said:
I have no one idea of the tune, but I’m singing it anyway. When questioned I will blame the heat stroke because I’m a fat little pale girl with straightened hair lol
With regards to the unfunny joke, long runs the fox my friend that gets caught in the end š
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Mental Mama said:
If you’re feeling brave… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XwLLH9EZiqc
It’s good to blame heat stroke for everything, including homicide.
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easyweimaraner said:
uhoh a black turd for S and the inappropriate joke. I love the booze-o-saurus and I feel with him :o) hope your leg will be a little better soon.
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Mental Mama said:
Thanks, some days are better than others. How are y’all doing after the attack?
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easyweimaraner said:
we fortunately feel better, think dad’s new nickname is: ScarLEG :o)
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Mental Mama said:
Oh my… I’m glad everyone is healing. That had to have been terribly scary.
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merbear74 said:
I looked like Barney in my sister-in-laws wedding…the dress was purple.
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Mental Mama said:
I looked like Barney at my own wedding, complete with ruffles. š
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amamic1 said:
I’m new to your blog, and boy, did you just crack me up, like, 4 times. I can already tell you’re one heck of an interesting person. And I hear ya on the heat.
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Mental Mama said:
Welcome to the club house, have some Kool Aid. š “Interesting” is probably the nicest word a person could use to describe me, so thank you.
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amamic1 said:
I love people with a great sense of humor in the face of all the shit life serves you.
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Mental Mama said:
If I don’t laugh, I’ll have to cry, and when I cry my nose runs and my face gets all splotchy. Soo not attractive. Besides, it’s not like any of us is getting out of this “life” business alive – might as well make the most of it while we’re here.
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amamic1 said:
Exactly!
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Rose said:
ā¤ the Mister Rogers quote. He always was one of my favorites. ā¤
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Mental Mama said:
Mine too.
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