Fun with "Family"

I've been having so much fun with my new phone. Christmas gift from my honey, and it takes great pictures and then there's the totally rad Hipstamatic app to take even weirder pictures. I've been playing with it quite a bit. These two shots are at the bar we go to down the street, the comedy bar that generally has the after-show crowd.

Quite a bit of busy-ness this week. Scumbags mom in town all week. Not staying with us this time, safely ensconced in a hotel. Instead of the two of them in trauma mode and fighting like last May (because of the eating disorder disclosure) they are getting along great. He is not avoiding her at all. They are having fun running around during the day and he's been dragging her along on his regular night life of shows and open-mikes. She's really getting a true feel for what he does week after week. I think she's appreciating too how good he's gotten, his skills improving noticeably each time she sees him (every six months or so). 

I'm noticing he's been on his best behavior. Polite, sweet, generous. I wish she was here all the time. Funny thing too is he seems to want me and Jeckyll to be at all of the events as well. I keep hearing, "you're coming too, right"?

Jeckyll has been busy with his own stuff, so he's been around but he hasn't had to sit down with us and hang out. But me, and Scumbags mom, and Blondie? Lots of hanging out.

First night she was here and first minute he was out of earshot she wanted to know how he's doing. I couldn't say. I couldn't tell her about the illness with the kidneys in November. He also didn't want me to say anything about us going to the meeting last week. That was a bummer, because I know it would make her so happy, but it's confidential. If he and I went to an AA meeting I couldn't tell her, it wouldn't be fair, so I had to lie outright. She asked, "what about those meetings"? and I had to say, "Jenny (name changed), I think I'm really close to getting him to go to a meeting with me, really really close".

I'm hoping by the end of the week he tells her himself. He was kind of annoyed when I asked him. His attitude was, "NO, I don't want to talk to her about it, why would I tell her"? I told him it would make her so goddamn happy to know he went. He was firm, he didn't want her to know. Gah! What a pisser! Can't even share the good stuff.