Random observations:
1. Amber mentioned that someone reached out to her on Instagram to tell her about a med spa in her area that administers Ozempic. Twenty bucks says it was the med spa doing the reaching—except no one here is dumb enough to take me up on that bet.
2. More proof that Amber is uploading clips out of order: last Friday (I believe) she mentioned that her doctor was going to call a place on Monday about a CT machine that could handle Amber’s weight. Except the Monday would have been Memorial Day, so that clip is at least a week older than she’s letting on.
3. Mamalynn is on a redemption arc. After a decade of hearing about her addiction and losing her children to foster care, then hearing about her sobriety and that Amber is SHOO proud of her, we are now getting increasing glimpses of a woman who, aside from her annoying munchkin giggle, is actually doing OK.
She’s on WW and is clearly counting her points. Yes, she takes Amber to restaurants, but Mamalynn then orders perfectly healthy meals of broiled chicken, fresh fruit, and vegetables, proving it can be done, and no, you don’t have to order sides of mashed potatoes and rice with your meat.
She takes Amberlynn on outings. Yes, it’s to big box stores, chain restaurants, casinos, bingo halls, and dispensaries, but without Mamalynn, Amber would be sitting on the couch door dashing McDonalds. Also Mamalynn parks far enough away from restaurants and stores or takes cigarette breaks so that Amber actually has to do a bit of walking. I know, it’s not much. But baby steps. Literally.
Best of all, she throws a little shade Amber’s way.
So in addition to having a job, a driver’s license, and a significant other, Mamalynn is working two programs (NA and WW,) helping her mother, driving Amber to her doctor’s appointments, and even giving Amber her Ozempic injections.
I’m not stanning Mamalynn. but I do find it hilarious that the meth head mother-strangling ex-convict is lapping her daughter in terms of having her shit together.