Thank heaven for small favors. At least you got some time all to yourself. I bet it felt like sheer heaven.
I'm beginning to associate Blondy mama with a cat. That's what cats do -- what she does. Don't get me wrong -- I don't ever want to see a cat hurting or in pain of any kind -- I'm just not fond of them following me around.

She is nearly the most totally self-centered person I have ever known. Just like a cat. She doesn't abuse her child, she just always puts herself first. Then honestly doesn't understand why I get so frustrated with her behavior. She's off now with some new guy spending the night at a 'cabin' with three other couples. As long as she doesn't end up pregnant, diseased, beaten up, or wanting bail, I don't care what she does. Well, maybe I do care--it sure is peaceful and quiet when she isn't here.