Jesus

I wish my mom and my wife would get along. Like mom, means well but she has to realize that other people are trying and they don't do things the way she thinks it should be done and the two of them should talk together, so they are on the same page. On another note I have an old friend coming to visit me and a facebook friend is coming to visit me. I know I know, be careful about the facebook friend. And could you send me the catalog of things that I used for cooking back in P-town thanx the social worker knows where I am so I wont put that on here. Like I wouldn't mind that 1 handed can opener that we had back in p-town. Looked for it couldn't find it. On another note I'm going to live on my own soon so no more having to answer to other people. It's late and I'm gonna go to bed. Stretch yawn. I hope I can go to sleep with all this stuff going on in my head. Like that WWI vet talking weird stuff like that. Duck, look out that almost hit you. night