Well, that happened.

Smackdown happened.

My family gets emotional and cries during confrontation. We never say all that we need to say or say it right. Emotions get the best of us. Apparently, writing everything down channeled my thoughts. I stayed exceedingly calm and collected. For an hour and a half.

She said all the right things, which means half was crap. I actually scared her though, with the extreme calm. There was crying, none by me.

Anyway, I smacked. Hard. I said everything I've been saying to my mom and dad, in LJ, to anyone. I was concise. I didn't have it be a total smackdown. There was pointing out her attributes, so as to keep her from thinking it was all about telling her how wrong she was. But I pointed out that it was about all the things she does outside of her marriage. Things that affect family, not just her relationship to her husband. These are things - her methods of dealing with problems and coping - that have been going on since she was 16.

Let's see how it works.

*thumb twiddling*

I've been getting lots of busy work done this afternoon.

Also spent 10 totally useless minutes waging the brave fight in the Mikey v. Jimmie battle on Fox Sports.com in the Sexiest Driver poll.

I should be cataloging everything I need to do in preparation for this weekend. *sigh* Topmost on the list is charge the portable DVD battery. Should be dye my hair. LOL

On the list of annoying...going to be at the beach during 1) the Kentucky Derby and 2) Darlington race.

*pout*

Ummm....*thinks*

Random Observations

1. Ed Deline on Las Vegas is a giant Mary Sue. The thing is, I'm pretty sure *every* character on that show is a Mary Sue. And still, I like it (somewhat).

2. There are not enough pictures of Hermie Sadler online. *hides from the suspicious look coming from bubblesbrnaid*

3. Sometimes, 8 phone lines are not enough. I hate those times.

4. If you are tailgating my Toyota Carolla in your giant, super-sized SUV/truck, and I can't see your front bumper? You are too close. And I am passive-agressive. Which means I will drive the exact same speed as the car beside me in order to annoy you.

5. You have to press really hard on FedEx airbills. That's annoying.

6. Paris Hilton is a great way to measure a movie by. If she's in it, I refuse to see it.

7. Tom Welling in a cap and gown looks like he should be graduating med school. To which I say, "Can I play with your stethoscope, please Tom?"

In honor

Just for the fun of it, I present last night's dream:

I dreamt of driving through my old home town. As I crossed Deep River bridge, I looked to my right and noticed someone down near the ruins of the old mill, walking away from the river.

It didn't take long to realize it was Michael Waltrip. It's hard to miss a 6'5" man in a white racing jumpsuit. (Yes, white. I'd say he stole Mark Martin's, except it was an Aaron's jumpsuit and obviously Mikey's size.)

He had gone to the river directly after the race to be alone. Because the river is so close to Alabama. *scratches head*

I gave him a lift to get regular clothes. Which are nigh on impossible to find in Ramseur, especially for a man who qualifies as big and tall.

I think one pair of pants ended up being knee-length on him. Twas amusing.

And really, that was the entire dream. *scratches head*