So You Think Your Life is Odd?

Right now I am in a tub free of water writing this blog. I am in the bathroom behind two locked doors with the fan on so that even if someone knocked on the door, I would be able to "pretend" that I could not hear it. You see unbeknownst to me (I am not shitting you!), LeighAnn invited her mother to help her do her hair and her nails for the prom. This is fine, it really is. However, it is such an feeling of boundary violation that I cannot begin to tell you, how awkward it is for me. Now where the Dad - AKA "The sperm donor", for all of this who-haa? Fishing in Lake Powell that's where. What in the hell was I thinking. When I married Steve, I immediately became 1/2 owner to 20 racks of antlers, 15 fishing poles, 2 ex-wives, 22 thousand dollars in debt, and 3 kids. What the hell was I thinking. Actually the kids were pretty darn cute (Mitchell had no front teeth). Now for those of you who are my need a refresher; lets review what Steve got: A nice house with a reasonable mortgage sitting next to a river in a cottonwood forest, a very hot, sexually starved woman with disposable income, and for the kicker - a golden retriever. Hmm, he is much smarter than we all give him credit.