It's been...awhile. Where the heck have you been? I've spent all this time waiting for you and finally you mosey in like it hasn't been 2 years. Well, it has. And a lot has happened. And a lot hasn't happened. And right now I feel like telling you alllllll about it. Well, not all of it right now. You couldn't handle it. So I'll ease into it. Slowly. One by one. You will judge me. You will hate me. Unless you're open-minded and love dry humor. I don't really care who reads this, I just have some things I want to document in case I die one day soon. I want Schafer to know that his Mother was just as loca as he thought.
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