The many faces of Anthony

Today, I was SO excited that Tony came home early! However, it went in a way different direction.

First, he came in like a bull in a china shop. He was pissed off at the world! THE ENTIRE WORLD! His list started with Doctors and ended with High School Principles. After a half an hour of giving him some alone time, we decided to head to Erie County Farms. I know what you are thinking, WHY? Well, it was going really well until I looked across the store and he was a bee line for me. The 8 kids in the shopping cart screaming , "HI, HI, HI" pushed him too far. While in the check out line, he looked at me very seriously and said, "I want to drop kick that Almond Biscotti display". We got out of there as soon as well could.

We then proceeded to Wegmans. The only issue we had was me trying to find him and he was aimlessly pushing the cart from one side of Wegmans to another WHILE playing with he Blackberry in one hand. On the ride home he told me he needed some, "TT". Which, apparently, is "Tony Time".

We make it home, have a little lunch which includes, "Every kind of chicken from the Asian Wok stand" and Tony finds himself with an email from the Pirates President of Operations. So, after reading that, he went from someone who wanted to fist fight to the happiest man alive!

This is where I retired to the downstairs for a little P90X and Tony watched the rest of the Pirate game and went to the gym for some "T.T."

After 2 hours from each other, we decided to get some dinner and we needed to head to the Ghetto Wal-Mart. Now you may ask yourself, wasn't Erie County Farms enough for one day? No, no it was not.

On our way through the parking lot, there were two boys with a coat hanger trying to get into a car. Was it their car or a break in...we didn't stick around to find out. We go to get some Popcorn Chicken, because we haven't had enough chicken today, and the place was closed. Not just closed, but closed with a ripped cardboard box and a black marker sign. We proceed to get the stuff we need and head to the checkout. I ask if he minds finding me a Diet Coke. As I am waiting for him, I see this little boy, on a tricycle, with a binkie in his mouth just driving the bike all over the place. As I am self checking out, here comes Tony from the opposite side of the store with a 2 liter. He said there were no cold Diet Cokes so he got a 2 liter. As I put all the items in two bags, I suggest that he double bags the one bag. He said it will be fine. As we are walking through the parking lot, out drops one of the BBQ sauces, he picks it up and another one drops out. At this point I just look at him. The poor guy looks like he belongs at the ghetto Wal-Mart other than the Under Armour sweatsuit he has on.

We get in the truck for the 6 minute ride home where he insists on changing the words of a Taylor Swift song to a song about a pee pee. Now, he did NOT use the word "pee pee". This song lasted the ENTIRE way home. I finally tell him to shut up and ask him, "Did you forget your medication today?" He looks at me and says, "I didn't, I am out" The horrific look on my face must have said it all. He said he was kidding, but he did forget to take it today. AH...it all makes sense now.

As I am baking and cooking for my Dad's 60th Birthday party tomorrow, he is sitting at the table, talking to himself, saying stupid things and singing. At one time, he had a HUGE gob of white icing on his finger and he was eating it! He even looked at me and said, "I so want to fight someone RIGHT NOW!" He also told me that "The soda is flatter than my boobies" REALLY?!? I asked him to call my mom for me, not thinking, and he harassed my poor mom AND dad. And, I found out tonight, I have a new nickname - Shorty. I was Shorty for the latter part of the evening.

So, this is what happens when Anthony does not take his anxiety/ADD medicine.