This is probably an odd way to do this but it seemed too long for Twitter.
FIRST AND MOST IMPORTANTLY THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR SUPPORTING ME FOR ASKING HOW I AM. FOR EVERYTHING.
I haven’t been online and barely (can’t stress that word enough) got the post up because mom and I are trying to get across the country.
We got the uhaul and attached the car to the back but towing the car has been a nightmare.
I mean it looked good enough to start. Hell I was thrilled just to be get on the road… the boys were doing fantastic and Mom was even enjoying Six of Crows!!!
Susan- sorry but I love Jesper… he’s a pisser
Susan- Why do I get the feeling you don’t mess with Inej.
Uh-Susan? DID HE JUST RIP THAT GUYS EYE OUT OF ITS SOCKET???
And as you can tell from that being from the beginning of Six of Crows none of that lasted long. About I don’t know 4 hours in? The straps and chains attaching one of the wheels forced us off the road, knocking my bumper out of place.
Although that wasn’t really the problem, as it was easily popped back into place with a couple of good swift kicks and Saints knows I was well in the mood to kick SOMETHING (and I was sure like Kaz at the slats he could take it and would understand I was basically popping his shoulder back into place).
The real issue was that we almost lost the entire car because it was nanoseconds (no exaggeration from the tow truck who felt so awful he for the mangled job uhaul did that he didn’t charge us) from losing the car off the tow altogether.
So, we have stopped somewhere in west bubblefuck Kansas where we are holed up in a hotel till uhaul fixed this nightmare (we should be able to leave tomorrow- that’s another expense but we have already busted managment on footing that bill- I have layed it out and there is no guarantee but we are just deliriously laughing through it all at this point because what else are you going to do?).
I’m not sure Kaz will ever bee the same after this which utterly breaks my heart. I feel like it has been ripped from stem to sternum for lack of better analogy.
But let me be very clear on that last statement – I’m trying very hard to logically tell myself that my anxiety levels have taken over at this point and that,that statement/feeling is COMPLETELY overdramatic. And there is no way that is actually true.
And on that note: Here is a fun conversation between men and mom to end the post (and this one is a builder so try to stick with it till the end).
Captain America: Civil War happened to be on tv on the hotel before the Walking Dead and this happened during that iconic Scenes (well one of a few iconic scenes in CACW) on the bridge when Steve Rodgers realizes the Winter Soldger is Bucky Barnes (AND oh by the way after the 15000 th time mom has asked where Iron Man and Thor are).
And you have to keep in mind mom’s memory can be shoddy. So her not remembering the Winter Soldger out of context from the later Marvel movies is par for the course- she has never seen these early movies.
Mom: But Susan does ..wait what’s his name… the other guy?
Me: the winter soldger? Bucky Barnes?
Mom: Yeah… does he know what they’ve done to him?
Me: They know he’s done something
Mom: ok so they don’t know they’ve scrambles his eggs per say?
Mom: so he doesn’t know who Steve Rogers is all that he is as old as Steve Rogers or that he’s what do you call it?
Me: oh… an enhanced individual?
Me: or that his arm is made of the same metal as Captan America… vibranium from Wakanda
now note… I expect her to get this reference because she loved black panther. But ofcourse she did. Michonne. Walking Dead) but instead..
Mom: From Condoms?