Am I the only one
who feels like we're living in an episode of The Twilight Zone? I never know from one minute to the next what is going to happen. One second he's in a good mood and all lovey dovey then the next it's Mr. Hyde. God forbid any one say that his precious snookums is less than perfect. I swear there are times I can hear the vacuum seal break when he walks away from her. Their lips are planted so tight to each others butts it creates a vapor lock. I feel like I've been sucked into a badly written soap opera. All the melodrama and angst is giving me an ulcer. I try not to play an active role in all this but there are times it can't be helped. If my life were a movie I would get up, walk out and demand my money back. It's too bad that when we get involved with these out of control parents that we aren't given an instruction manual and a refund of our time and money.