So my niece Allison got married on Thursday. The ceremony was a touch odd, not just because it was on the front lawn of the county courthouse, but that the only attendees aside from Allison and her husband was my sister Robin. Mike, understandalby enough, opted to stay at home. You see, Allison's husband, while he was bunking at my sister's place, stole some checks from Mike and wrote some that bounced. Unsuprisingly, Mike wasn't exactly enthusiastic about this love match, and frankly, niether am I. The fact that's he's recovering (for highly suspect degrees of "recovering") drug addict just adds to the fun. It doesn't help that Allison is as well, so his co-dependant company is not what she needs right now.
sigh As the saying goes, hope for the best, but I'm preparing for the worst. :(
sigh As the saying goes, hope for the best, but I'm preparing for the worst. :(