Lost in the Woods

So here I am in Gig Harbor. I got to spend Christmas with my three oldest kids. It has been interesting. My oldest, the middle one and only man in the photo, Nathan and I are always on good terms, and so are Amanda and I. But Josephine, the one on the left, and I are not.  I am not sure why but she has gone off the deep end with her behavior. Plus she freaked out and I should have taken away cell phones at night because she texted her step mother and to tell her I was drunk and she was freaked out and so instead of calling me, they called my friend who was here and was told I was NOT drinking and yet Josephine STILL was freaked out and they decided to call the sheriff. NICE huh?

Suffice it to say, I gave the officer a breathilizer, or asked that I be given one so my daughter would stop the drama, and she had worked herself into a legitamate freakout. She was diagnosed with bipolar by a family practitioner and I am so MAD! But I cannot do anything about it. She lives with her father, she is 13 and she is on a dose of Lamictal that is not even theraputic. But it is obviously causing some issues. I just want to SCREAM, but again I have no power she lives with her dad and step mother.

BUT At least I get to spend time with the girls. Amanda and I have never lost our bond and neither has Nathan and I. SO I need to work on Josephine BIG TIME!

My parents bought a new boat. They are selling the sailboat and have gone to the Darkside and are now the proud owners of a Grand Banks classic Trawler. They are getting older but I just cannot think of my Dad on a yacht!! He has been sailing since before he could walk! I was the same way. He raised me on a sailboat. I remember how I hated how quiet it was and liked it better on our friends Grand Banks. But I wish I could have that silence now! We always were the last one into the destination on our summer trips. When Mount St. Helens blew the second time we were at Eagle Island and I was playing truth or dare. I french kissed a boy for the first time.  In the middle of the second round of truth or dare we were in a tent, five of us, when the park ranger told us to pack up that we were being evacuated because of the ash fall. Most of us had been in Spokane for the eruption because of a ski event/celebration and still were scared from having to live through that being stuck there for two weeks, or some of us watched it from the school parking lot, but everyone in WA was effected by the May 18th eruption and so we, the kids in the tent, were FREAKED OUT. We had face masks ready and packed up on the boat. The yachts made it ahead of the ash, but motoring, the sailboat only could go so far. We got a huge dose of the ash and had to go to the doctor the next week to make sure we were ok despite the masks.

I am rambling, but I believe it is because I am in my childhood home and it is bringing back both good and bad memories. It is very stressful and I have had to take a Xanax every night and watch TV till I fall asleep, on Hulu… THANK GODS FOR HULU! I wish I had internet at home, I would be SET for life with hulu! Next week it is just me and my parents. Let us hope I can make it!