Well Sky I figured that if I am supposed to take it 4 times a day then if I was an hour late taking it I should be okay driving. Now, no one died and the joke about the van was that I was trying to get the little ole geo and the van to mate but the van wasn't receptive.

Okay, so today, no drugs at all. Just spacey me. I am going to pick up friend's son and realize that I was taking the route to the dump and that I hadn't turned to go to his house. So, I try to do a uturn and fail, try to back up out of the dicth quickly without rolling foreward, it's a standard, end up stuck with my car's butt in the road and the front in a ditch. Well, being the crative soul I am, and being that the geo is old and owes us nothing, it's reliable cheap wheels and I can go over 300 miles on 3/4 of a tank of gas. Well, all that being said, I decided to drive down into the ditch and drove a hundred feet and tried climbing up, too steep, drove another 100 feet and up it went slick as not. So I pick up my friend's kid and he is a little frightened driving with me, too bad, he lost his license. He told me I almost pegged off a bicyclist before a stop sign. Ha ha I say, no points for almost!!!! It's an ugly story of a woman losing her mind but it must be told, it just must.

So the kid cleaned house for me and even did the fridge which I had said would not be as bad as the microwave. I lied. So much dead food now we can put real food in there if we had any. He told me he had to have a chat with my daughter about the microwave splatters and the use of plastic rap. hmm, seems I am the last one here to open fridge or microwave so what do I know?

Rest assured Sky, no more driving today. The adventures in drug hangover land were big and broad. Can''t take too much excitement in one day.