Before I get into the ridiculous thing that happened next in the story let me set-up a little background. My soon-to-be ex-step-father is a big man. He is about 6 feet tall and over 300 pounds. He was in the military and served in Iraq the first time around. He had some sort of special forces training so he is good with a gun and knows how to make explosives. Personally, I was never comfortable around him as he always carries a side arm and his mental state is questionable though it didn't always seem that way. He is on permanent disability from some sort of accident that happened in 2003 while he was a truck driver and takes so many drugs it's a wonder he isn't in a stupor most of the time. He claims he is always in pain yet he is able to unload huge bails of hay from his truck, take care of 5 horses, a bull, 3 pigs and a bunch of chickens (though "take care" is a relative terms considering the bull's stall didn't get mucked out at all last winter), and he has been building fences and chopping wood. Not bad for someone being taken care of by the state! He knows nothing about finances or budgets and got in trouble with some Internet money order scheme earlier in the year. I think the picture has been drawn sufficiently so now for the ridiculous part.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Posted by April at 12:42 PM
Saturday, October 11, 2008
I've been back from Maine for 2 weeks and in that time I've had a sinus infection and a bad allergic reaction to not one, but 2 drugs. This is all just part of the joy of being me I guess.
Posted by April at 10:31 AM