The Amish make crappy chicken-Pt.1

Whew! This is probably gonna be a long ass entry..just prepare yourselves.. and the diary might not save it. But it’d better, damnit!

Sooo..yesterday I went to the EssenHaus..the Amish restaurant thing. Who all was there: me, my mom, Roger, Becky, Ethan,Maddie,Alex, my Aunt Ronnie, Uncle Richie, my cousins Tammie and Gina, Gina’s boyfriend Michael and their baby Christian, and my Grandpa May. After like an hour of waiting, we got at the table. Mom and I were following grandpa may, roger was behind us and wanted to sit clear at the other end of the table (long ass table) and he was complaining because mom didnt want to sit by him. We sat by my grandpa, tammie, gina and michael. What they do there, is everyone at the table gets the same thing. (We got–fried chicken). I swear, my grandpa kept hitting on the waitress.. just joking around with her and everything. It was really funny though. But when it came to the food, it was all you could eat. Well, like the title says, the chicken wasnt very good. Same for the stuffing. But it was cool just to be with everybody, because everyone in that part of the family is always so unbelievably happy and funny, telling jokes and laughing and such. Its such a good atmosphere. Glad we didnt sit by Roger. At the end,we all got a piece of pie. I got German Chocolate pie. It was pretty good. Grandpa kept telling the waitress how good the pie was, and since Roger decided not to have any, grandpa got 2 pieces of pie. Hmph. And since grandpa insisted on paying for it, people felt guilty and just decided to put their money on the table. That waitress got over $20 in tips. Lucky bitch.

*sigh* I got home, and watched tv for awhile and went to sleep. Then today I woke up, and had excruciating pain from my damn period,which had started. I mean, it was the worst I ever had.. it had me all sweaty and I couldnt stay still, and I was just a wee bit away from puking.It was very,very painful. I basically crawled down the stairs, pulled myself up on to the couch and said “Moooom, I think theres something wrong with me!!” I felt like I was going to die. And she tried to find me a heating pad, but was pissed because Roger had put it up somewhere.. the whole time I was writhing and moaning. Well, not really moaning. But complaining. Then she got this thing of Rogers which is basically a back massager, but it gives off a little bit of heat, so I had to lay on my stomach. Then she had to get a trash can because I almost vomited. Lots of that pre-vomit druel. So I just layed there, with waves of extreme pain. Then she went and ran me a hot bath, and when the pain had lessened, I went upstairs and went in the bathtub. It was niiiiice. Then I decided I might as well take a bath. So I did. And now there is tenderness in my uterus region, but its not as mind numbingly painful as before. Not even close.

OH yeah, ROGERS son ETHAN took a bite of my moms pie and didnt even get in trouble. She just threw the whole damn piece away. And I think he stole my blink182 cd awhile ago. And I swear, if I ever find him in my room I will kick him in the fuckin mouth.

Oh yeah! Something cool happened today. Well, not cool, but really got-damn funny. My sister was mad at Roger for being such a dickface all the time (tho of course she didnt say that) so she went and threw rocks in his new car.. lots of them! In his brand new fxckin car! And he was ticked! HAHAHAHA! My mom was upset because the first thing he automatically did was blame Becky. Even though he didnt see it. But basically, the neighbor saw her do it. She got grounded for a week. The poor girl, my mom was yelling at her because she lied, and Roger was yelling at her because hes a dick, so she just went in the basement. Then I was walking downstairs and mom started talking to me, trying to get perspective on how Becky feels, knowing shes angry and Roger and shes not allowed to let her feelings out to him (basically she cant say anything to him or she’ll get in trouble. Its stupid.) She insists on talking to me because I always hear that I’m the sanest person she knows (she told Becky that) and I’m often the wisest person she knows. So anyway, she suggested I go talk to Becky, though we have this wierd “relationship” where we never talk.. ever, stemming from issues I had when she was born. So I had planned on talking to her anyway, because I can fully understand how she feels.. my mom and I went to talk to her, and basically we spent a lot of time, blah blah blah-ing. My mom was talking about how IM the sanest person she knows.. she kept asking my opinion. She asked becky if talking to a counselor or something would help.. I told her it just made me mad, because none of us should have to feel this way.. the problem is ROGER,and no matter what we do, hes not gonna change.

And oh yeah, hes such a DICK to my mom! They spent the whole day arguing, and he always tells her that shes wrong and he always has to verbally attack her when they talk.. I mean, im not just complaining about him disciplining us, but he actually is mean. I asked my mom if she was happy with him, and she said NO. I cant understand, how she can not be happy with him and continue to put up with shit?! But lately shes been standing up to him a lot, and its quite funny because he whines.. because hes an ALAN RETENTIVE NAZI SHITFACE CONTROL FREAK!! My mom went upstairs because Roger wanted her, or something. I told my sister that I thought it was really funny what she did, and that someone needed to do something. I was like “Yes!” I told her she could talk to me if she wanted.. and that Im good to be angry with, because I am really opinionated and can get really angry.

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