What a week, dentists included

What a week!
This is the first time I've had.... to think, all week.
Small Nations music fest next weekend so it's all hands to the pump. The green goddess pump that is. Who cares where we will all sleep, let alone in and on what? Will we eat?....probably not if the food tickets go to Zills as they did last year.
The most important thing is getting a new head on GLORIA!
I nod wisely, and look sympathetic.......Should it be torqued to 100Th, 70Th or as it is now 64Th. Modern metals, new bolts, something about copper gaskets and by the way if i wasn't doing anything important could i sit in GLORIA and apply the brake when he tooted the horn. He was trying to free off the clutch, but apparently the brakes had gummed up and were firmly stuck.....no need to apply the brakes then!
All of this sit in my wonderful vehicle came as a bit of a surprise to me especially as i had taken out most of the fence and half the side of the car coming down the drive on Wednesday and the wing mirror still dangling and clanging as a reminder.
Glutton for punishment or what?
The girls are at my mothers...she has had yet another stroke but at 98 years old she has no intention of lying down and ....
They are supposed to be looking after her but in all honesty she is looking more sprightly than she has done all year.
She has thoroughly enjoyed being passed from pillar to post by "the family" and has decided it's my turn.
GROooooooaaaaaaan!!!!!!!
I don't do my mother,much to the amusement of he who must be disobeyed.
The thought of looking after/putting up with/listening to my mother ( YES I'M SURE THERE ARE LOADS OF PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO WANT TO SPEND THERE TIME WITH THEIR MOTHERS BUT I'VE SPENT 18 YEARS TOO MANY WITH MINE.) is more than i can cope with let alone actually do it.
I feel sort of vindicated because my sister feels that she would rather go to hell 100 times over than spend any length of time with mum.
He who must not has never felt this about his mother and hence the amusement and i feel a little unease.....then again i would have travelled to Pluto for my dad and he probably would have for his father but would have resented every step.
Family!!!!
Big D threw up in the bathroom yesterday.
Projectile vomiting is his forte it would seem. There was more fluid on the floor than the bath could hold.......ok it felt like that at 11.30 pm.
He who should not found the plastic gloves and domestos and passed them to me with a hint of sympathy.....BARSTEWARD!!!
At last a day alone with he who must not.....a cuddle in bed? lunch? a walk along the coast path hand in hand?.... a kiss?
Forget it.....oh yeah i forgot I'm nearly 50.....you are not supposed to think of such things.
We are old, ancient, beyond time and not supposed to want / need/ desire intimacy.
Get real....shopping and the answer machine...who invented them?....Shoot them!
Tali had hurt his shoulder in school and needed to go to casualty.
Family.....bloody inconvenient!