At the park, Catelynn and Tyler hang out with their friends and talk about graduation and future plans. It seems that bad hair is a local issue there in Michigan.
Tyler might like to be a probation officer for juvenile offenders and Catelynn’s plans are to be an adoption counselor. Tyler tells their friends about Butch missing graduation and expresses his concern about the possibility of Butch moving back in with them. What? You don’t want piles of Budweiser cans and metal Coca-Cola signs everywhere?
Farrah is interviewing a potential nanny. School starts in a few weeks, so she goes over her schedule with Debra. Farrah is taking Art Appreciation, Modern & Post-Modern Civilizations, Principles of Public Speaking, Psychology of Personal Effectiveness, and, my personal favorite, Fairytales & Archetypes (or, as Farrah calls it, “arch-types?”). If you can’t even read the course title, you can’t possibly take it. Of course, this is all coming from a chick who sleeps in leopard vomit.
Omigod. I can’t hear you. My room’s too loud.
Debra points out that it seems unnecessary to have moved to Florida to take generic courses. Farrah flips out at her. They discuss the nanny situation and try to figure out the crime rates and pedophiles in the area. Debra lectures Farrah on how to take care of her child and keep her safe. Farrah tells her mom that she’s “fucking irritating” and hangs up on her. Someone please slap that girl! If I talked to my mom like that, I wouldn’t have any teeth. At least it looks like Sophia is going to be just as miserable of a person as Farrah. She should have named her Karma.
Maci and Bentley head over to Ryan’s house before the trip. Kyle says goodbye before he heads out for his weekend at the car show.
By the way… NONE of these children are ever in their carseats securely enough! There’s a good 3 inches of slack on Bentley’s straps. And I’ve seen several times where the teens aren’t wearing seatbelts. What the hell, people!? It’s not like we don’t all know what happens when you have a wreck and you’re not wearing your seatbelt. Just because y’all are too young to have had the crash test dummy commericals doesn’t mean you didn’t learn about this in school or watch Red Asphalt in driver’s ed.
I guess that’s where I’ll land when Mom runs into a tree while texting seeing as how I’m BARELY STRAPPED INTO MY CARSEAT!!
They arrive at Ryan’s parents’ house where Maci drops the bomb. The only thing that his parents seem excited about is Maci dealing with seeing Ryan with his new girlfriend, Dallas. They make it a point to tell Maci her name and how sweet she is. Ryan’s mom wants Maci, Ryan, and Bentley to have some awkward family photo moments at the beach. This should be fun.
Back at Seasons, Amber and JJ sit down to talk about the improvements with her anger management. Amber thinks that her progress is due in large part to the readjustment of her meds, the change in scenery, and a completely different support group. Well, that sounds like it will last outside of rehab… JJ is astute enough to point this out. JJ wants Amber to face her issues with Gary during his visit. I’m completely distracted by Amber’s ridiculous piercings. What the hell? Two chest piercings, a Chola teardrop piercing, a nose piercing, a hand piercing. She looks like she’s been in a Bedazzler accident. I shudder to think where else she’s pierced.
JJ asks Amber if they can call her brother. Amber thinks her problem is that she can’t remember all that’s happened to her, because she’s suppressed everything. Her brother, however, thinks she’s stuck in the same life and needs to get out of it in order to move on and improve. He thinks that working this out with Gary is a death wish for them both. Gary wants to keep Amber down because that’s how he can keep control over her. I can definitely see his point. Gary reminds me a lot of my ex, who was a terribly controlling and emotionally abusive turd. It’s nothing but mindfuckery. They have this way of being a horrible dick in a calmly condescending voice that makes you want to go on a murderous rampage so they can say, “You’re the one that’s yelling. I’m speaking to you very calmly.” Breathe, Sugarbush. Breathe.