While I was away

My mother's been hogging the blogspotlight. Now she's even speaking to me through my iPod and my Gateway laptop. I think I'm gonna ask Orest to come rescue me again (and again and again ...). Or should I do it myself? Chrysothemis, the pretty one (but perhaps no longer, thanks to chicken pox), thinks I should simply shut up about it. Meanwhile, in my other life as Bree Van De Kamp, I have Hunding, adultery, incest, pregnancy, abandonment, and death due to childbirth to worry about. Anyway, you get the picture. Hand me the medication. And who erased my show on TiVo?