#also Elder niece has a friend who killed himself on Friday

[mojoflower]

Mojo-furen? I don’t suppose you’d happen to have any gift for composing old-school country music? I ask because between COVID, neurotype issues, a chronically ill son, abused (and chronically ill) nieces, the house teeming with kids like a Snuffy Smith comic, remodeling, ongoing U.S. political malevolence, fandom drama, and a dead possum under the patio, life has sure been providing you with fucktons of raw material.

No, no, I don't -- and that's truly a tragic oversight, because I'm sure my song of woe would be MAGNIFICENT. An instant and catchy hit.

I am just now coming out the other side of covid, along with my husband and son; our dishwasher has been broken this whole time which is just, the worst; I cut off all my hair and now I have a chronic phantom-ponytail headache that hasn't gone away in 2 weeks (isn't that insane???); my nieces have been stuffing the cum-blankets in the washing machine before they leave in the hopes I won't notice (bless 'em); I am bleeding from places I haven't bled from in over 5 years thanks to menopause; I can't have anyone over to fill the possum void until we're healthy. And we're not even going to mention all the weeds and overgrowth in the yard, because with all the rain, the growing season just won't stop (and neither will the heat and humidity).

Mr. Mojo just got a new slide for his resonator guitar. That seems like the perfect base. I'll work on him for some lyrics ;)

(I'm feeling a little more human today, after a full week of misery. Maybe life is worthwhile after all. Thank you for the laugh, my friend!)

*I can't taste salt or sugar right now... but you know what I can taste, with exquisite clarity, in all its full and robust nuance? Peas. And onions. Yep. Those are the only two things. The peas are alright, a bright little surprise. The chili we had last night tasted of nothing but onion, and that was... not so nice. I really hope taste comes back soon.*

#mojo's life #covid in the house #which was nerve wracking but apparently we're all pulling through okay #even spleen-less high blood pressure and immune compromised as we are altogether #thank fucking god #mojo muses #we don't even have cute possums to watch anymore #we'll have to turn the poor nieces away this weekend #even though it's Younger's birthday and a 3-day weekend #b/c poor Mr. Mojo is going to have a legit nervous breakdown #last week he actually scheduled off for his mental health #and wound up dog-sick instead #he's gonna lose it #also Elder niece has a friend who killed himself on Friday #so she's very rattled #but we finally have a court date for them! #September 22nd #and hopefully at least the emotional drain of not knowing what their mother is going to do will be gone after that #life is so fucking hard for kids right now #i try to stay patient with the antis for this reason #we all know that most of them will grow out of it but right now they need to rage and need some order in their worlds