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Glad it's history

This week has been the worst I have had in such a very long time. A daughter who has been so sick that she has had to have a CT scan, strep tests and yet we still don't know what is wrong. I've been having to deal with a stepmonster who can't seem to understand that I AM THE MOTHER!!! I keep telling myself that it isn't too much longer and I will never have to deal with that bitch again. My daughter and I are living for that day when we can tell that cow to go to hell.

Work has me stressed but nothing new with the reasons. Just need to put the rhino hide on and focus on what matters to me the most. My family, my friends and the plans I have for this year. Twilight Girls Weekend and the cruise. It's what is keeping me from going totally mad. As long as I keep myself busy I won't think about how thoroughly disgusted I am at certain people.

I do need something to fill up the fall and from what I've heard "Breaking Dawn" is scheduled to start filming in October. One of my dear cruise friends wants to come out here and "set stalk" so who am I to say no? :) Not sure where they are filming yet. Really hoping they bring it back to the states and film in St. Helens again. Would be perfect for a weekend drive. I know I'm dreaming and possibly living in a fantasy but filming begins after the cruise and since we are going to be partying with Mike and Alex they will remember us and bring us on the set. You never know. It could happen!!! It's a long shot but I'll hold onto that fantasy for awhile. LOL

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