Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? NOT ME

I live in a basement under some crazy people. It's only noon time but I have already had a full day of madness. I have one "Mother" of a headache. Mom woke us up early to complain about various issues. She doesn't like that our clothes are folded on top of the dresser so she brought a storage bin to put them in. Our clothes are folded on top of the dresser because all the furniture that is down here is already filled with their stuff. She won't take me some where to get hangers so we don't have any hangers. She says people give away free hangers all the time so you don't need to buy them. I am unsure of where the free hanger people live but I am sure she wouldn't drive me there anyway.

We have also been requested to hang up all their Christmas lights while she is visiting Grandma in the hospital today. Then she said she was going to the farm stand down to the street to pick up some pies she ordered and we could come if we wanted to, so I assumed that meant I could pick up a little food there. Its expensive and full of gourmet items I can't afford, a loaf of bread in their bakery is $3.50. I got M dressed up in her winter finery and took her upstairs to put her in the car. My mom asked me to hold on a minute she had to find something or other so M went and climbed into her car seat. My mom came storming out of the house and started yelling "Don't cram her into the car right away, let her play outside for awhile, she needs fresh air" blah blah blah. If fresh air makes you grow up like my mom, I am out of there. I blew my cool and yelled "What the F?" and I did say "F" as in the letter "F" not the bad word cause my kid was around "She wanted to get in the car, we thought you would be right back" This trip is off to a good start.

On the drive over she revealed to me that a job had called for me but she never bothered to tell me. I don't even know what to say about this. I am not even going to talk about it because it makes me too angry. We got to the farm stand and immediately mom told M she could go see the farm animals. We ran around and looked at bunnies, goats, sheep and a donkey that M proudly identified as a "Moose"

Went back in the store section and started to pick up a few items. I picked up a pumpkin muffin as that is the treat M and I share every time we go to the farm stand and my mom came over and said "You don't need that, put it down. I got M a donut" I looked at her trying to fry her with my laser eye beams "this is for us to share" she started to walk away "put it back and get in the car" she replied over her shoulder. I grabbed a loaf of bread, the offensive muffin and went to check out. She gave me the look of doom. She remarked she didn't have enough pies and I said "are you expecting alot of people?" "around 9" she responded. After berating me for not knowing who the 9 people would be (I apparently should know who she invites to Thanksgiving) Told me her plan to have a Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday with my sister and her significant other and "I am going to cook the Turkey in the oven downstairs!" This being the oven in our kitchen. yay. Then on Friday they will have a second Thanksgiving for my brother and his girlfriend, that will include M's birthday party. She mentioned they were in the process of buying my brother a brand new snow blower for his house. That's nice. She told me anyone who comes to visit us - made sure to make a point of this one - and the pizza delivery man should go to the back of the house, not to the front. They need to go back where there is no outside light and it's hard to get the door open. Great, new rule day. I think I might go lie down, I am feeling kind of tired. Talk to you later.

I woke up after a freakish long nap. Mom and T got in fight while I was asleep and it's only gone downhill from there. She came downstairs and started yelling about us putting all this extra crummy furniture and dirty toys she gave M in the utility room and T is freaking out at me. Yelling at M, Yelling at me. He put everything back in the utility room that she took out so now she will yell at me when she finds out. She brought down food for M but not for us. He keeps telling me all the things I am supposed to be saying to her but he doesn't say anything.

*Update* Battleground Mom took a casualty tonight. When we came here there was a old long low coffee table here and M bounced off of it a few times so we asked if we could move it out somewhere. We were told that this is not our house so we can't move anything but finally we stored it in the utility room. Mom found out we put it back there tonight and she forced us to put it back. Not even an hour having it back, M was jumping, fell and slammed her face into the coffee table. She has a cut on her brow and a black eye forming. My sister and M2 were here and they saw the whole incident and agreed that table was dangerous. T moved the table back into the utility room and he is going to have to fight her when she finds out. Us 0 Mom 1