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The day went off well enough. But the evening saw me blowing my lid off at my mother. I love her, yes, I do but sometimes when I say something to chastise her, she goes like ' I will never say anything again. You people can do whatever you like. I have no say...'.

That makes my blood boil. I mean, why can't she just listen to the rationale behind what I am saying instead of thinking i am attacking her? I was so pissed off ...

I am a bad daughter, I guess. But sometimes, I want her to not look at the negative side and not go on harping on what anyone is saying. I want her to realize that it just does not matter.

I think I will call up and maybe just say to take care. I am also at the age when I do not want to spend a night knowing I must have hurt her.  

On a bright side, the elf likes the quinoa fried 'rice'. So we have had it for dinner two nights straight! 

One of the guys doubled over in laughter when T told him I have been told that I am overweight by the doctor. It is now the butt of Tjoke. If I eat anything he tells me I should not be eating as I am overweight.