Morning in this strange body

I need to get HEB to fill my Depakote. We also need to call AmeriGroup to disenroll me, then call the Parkland people to enroll me there instead. There is some kind of conflict because Mikey and I chose opposing insurances and we happen to be married. I don’t understand what difference it makes, but I want to change it and be done with it. I am cold. That is pretty usual, though. First thing in the morning, I’m usually cold. I wonder why that is. Mama called a while ago and asked that we pick Melissa up from school. She also asked that we head over to the Family Clinic to pick up Memaw, and then we are to take Memaw and Melissa back to Martha’s office. Lots of M’s!!!! I feel like I’m spouting out some kind of fairy tale with all this damn alliteration! Malcolm’s surgery went smashingly well, so I’m happy about that. Lola, Tiffany’s court date went well, too. They’re still going to give the kids back to her as soon as she finds her own place. She has to get out on her own, hold a job, I guess, and then the overnight visits will start. Funny how your lives seem to intermingle, eh? There will be no "Is Tiffany a fit mother?" trial, thank God. I know my baby has made mistakes, but what parent doesn’t?!!! She loves her children. That’s undeniable. Just like Lola loves Malcolm. This time away from Lola (I mean LIVING away from her) has shown me that I appreciate her more than either of us quite realized when we lived together, or even in the same city. I feel a bit blue, though dog ass me, cause cow shit I know why. Southerners are weird, aren’t we? Anyway…..I guess we can now let the day begin? It’s too early to DO anything, really. Well, besides housekeeping, and I certainly don’t feel like doing THAT! I know I need to, but….knowing gets you nowhere without acting upon it, correct, dears? Everyone have a great day, ok? You HAVE TO! It’s the law, as Jack would say. Much love, <font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: white" face="Monotype Corsiva" color="#3366ff"size=”5″>Elf