sunday bloody sunday

so today (Sunday) is the first real day of my being up and about .we arrived here thursday and i pretty much slept all day friday and saturday .i guess to avoid boredom .and it worked .but today i’m not able to sleep .not cause i don’t want to .but because of all of the previous sleep i’ve gotten

i must say though its been entertaining .all these people under one room makes for an interesting dynamic .my aunt and uncle .my sister and our mom and dad .not to mention my 1 niece and three nephews .well its only really quite at night .i have managed to stay out of the aim of most of the minor spats .thought this morning there was one between my sister our dad (who have never seen eye to eye) about a little mouse that had died and appeared petrified with hair and all still in tact .i never saw the thing but my dad put it up on a shelf for me to see later .well my niece grabbed it and brought it to her mom and she threw it away .i was outside walking my dog when my dad discovered the fate of the mummy mouse

so when i walked in .i’m confronted by my sister holding a tiny dead mouse in a plastic bag asking me if i wanted it .i was taken off guard to say the least .all i intended to do was go to the bathroom to brush the morning cat crap out of my mouth .yet i had a dead mouse thrust in my direction with a hint of hostility toward our dad in her questioning “do you want this mouse?”