Post DC

Back from DC - had a wonderful time. Although we got rained out a few days, we managed to get to the American History Museum where we saw Dorothy's ruby slippers and Archie Bunker's chair; the National Zoo where we saw the giant pandas; and Gettysburg where we saw history. We tried to find the old house we lived in as very young kids, but the area is so built up that nothing looked familiar to me. I'm going to find the address and have Dan try to locate it again. I am disappointed I didn't get to see it.

Andrea is down to two weeks with us. I put packing boxes in her room yesterday. She packed one then went to her parents' and subsequently the hospital - yet again. She always puts herself in the hospital when she doesn't want to deal with something - it's become so predictable. She spent half of last week in the hospital, too. Complaining of pain in her stomach while posting 'someone bring me Chinese food' on Facebook. Really? She has no place to go from here and no money to get there. She asked George if she could move in with them for a month but I warned him against that. With her heavy drug use (she's on meth), if the cops have reason to search the house, Piper will instantly go to foster care and George will have a struggle to get her out. He has to put her first. So, Andrea has very few options right now. Maybe one of her Reilly aunts will take her in for the month, until the student housing opens. Tom said he would put down the deposit (but not pay the monthly rent.) She got ticked that he was willing to do that but not put down a deposit on an apartment, which is what she really wants. She is so in for a rough awakening when she finds she has to support herself.

But she ain't staying here - she is out July 1. If I have to pack her crap and put it on the curb, then I will.