Job...

I have some good news, at least, about my job. I got transferred to new department that offers unlimited hours to get things done. I now close mail for our Litigations team. I miss scanning but I need the hours and can't life off 25 hours a week. I'm thankful for that...

Daughters...

I've been sitting here looking at pictures of Lauren and the babies and bawling my eyes out. I am in the doghouse with Lauren and have been since Caylee's birthday party. Apparently I said something I shouldn't have (which I didn't) and she got mad about it. We had an argument and I said something I shouldn't have (which I did) and she refuses to answer my phone calls, texts, or emails. I guess I shouldn't be too surprise. She's ashamed of me and her sister and always has been. We aren't rich enough, pretty enough, or I guess good enough to be around her or her "family." It's hard when a child shuts you out and makes you feel inferior. As if I don't feel that enough on my own already...