I have been trying to decide all day, how and what to write with this blog. My dad is a complete a@#! First of all, did you know that you get sick with a high fever from eating? That is why I am sick. It is because I eat all the time. Now, mind you, I eat three times a day. Then there are the "snacks" that my dad forces me to eat all day, just like my grandma did. Then he tells me that if I didn't snack all day, maybe I could lose weight! Now, my husband and I gave up really good jobs ($100,000 + per year), a house, and our lives to move here and help take care of my mom. Yesterday, Jay found the Harley he really wants. I told him to get it. But I also told him that he needed to tell Dad that he was getting it. See dad thinks we are a "family" and that we are suppose to discuss things. So Jay tells him he found the one he wants. First comment was "you'd get just as many looks walking down the street with you zipper down". So gotta love Jay, he is trying to be an adult and really talk about this and find out why dad is so set against it. Jay finally says, that is he going to get one. Dad says that will be one expensive bike, because if he does, dad will change his will. Now, don't get me wrong, life isn't about the money. I could care less. But after all we gave up to move here to "help" with mom, he has the nerve to say something like that. First of all, I can't work, because I would be away from the house to long and there is no one else to help. Keep in mind that dad was paying someone to help before we got here. Ok, I don't mind, but I don't get any money. I never expected him to pay our bills, but it would be nice if he could help with our medical insurance (that was paid for with my job). But no, he can't do that. He brags about how much money he is saving. All the while, he is killing me and my husband. I am dead as far as I am concerned. I have no life. I can't even do anything I like anymore. I have to sit in the same room with him all day and watch the stock market or cnn. I'm sorry, but nobody can do that. We can't go back to Phoenix. We don't have a house or jobs and I don't want to start all over. I hate this. Jay didn't get any sleep last night because of it. The sad part is I can't leave my mom and Jay is probably going to leave me over this. I just don't know what to do anymore. I know this isn't right. I have thoughts in my mind that I can't even mention. Anyway, this is my life. Wonderful isn't it?