I had another bad weekend. Well, notreally bad but sad. I spent Saturday with Jeff's godmother. We've been best friends since we were 12. I am her daughters' godmother as well. Therefore you can probably understand why I was so pissed off when she told me that the 17 year old has a congenital heart condition that shen ever told me about. She said that I had too much to worry about with Jeff and his heart. I appreciate something here, I just don't know what it is yet. Mostly I'm just pissed. The crazy @#%& Hasn't even taken her to the cardiologist in years and now she's having chest pain. She has a referral to see one of Jeff's doctors but just hasn't done it yet. I want to choke her. My mom came to stay for a couple days. That should make me really happy and it does but I tend to tell her the truth about how I feel and what I think and I have to get OVER it after all of that, so by the time I recover it's time for her to go.