My mother's sister is such a piece of work. Everything with her is "whoah is me". I mean everything.
My Mom was trying to to have a decent conversation with her. I don't know why she tried to have a decent conversation with her, it never ends that way.
Yesterday she called my Mom to tell her that she had been in tears all day just thinking about Mother's Day. She went on to say that next Sunday is her first Mother's Day without her mother. My Mom reminded her that it is also her first Mother's Day without her mother and she was not alone.
Her response......" Well she was my mother for 72 years and only yours for 68 years." As if she had more of a right to be upset and grieving because she was born first.
This woman is unbelievable. Just think, I don't post about all her antics anymore because I think my blog readers may think I have an active imagination. No imagination needed, I couldn't even make up such things with her. Nothing she does amazes me anymore.
I will tell you that my grandfather has fallen twice this week. Social services was called again by the emergency personnel. She beat them to the punch and called his doctor to convince him to tell SS that my grandfather is OK to stay by himself and he did as she told him. Unbelievable.
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Sunday, March 13, 2011
Family drama update
Had a family situation today in which we all had to be together briefly. It was my great-aunt's 92nd birthday. For the sake of her, we put our differences aside and all showed up.
My mom's sister put on the biggest show. This celebration was not for her it was for their aunt. She came up and hugged my Dad and stated she has missed him and has not seen him in so long especially with all he has been through medically. Also said she was surprised he was able to come. She then came up and hugged me. I just rolled my eyes. She said that she never sees me anymore. Well Duh, I am over her abuse. Man, she put on the show. Even came back up to me later to tell me how much my grandfather LOVES me and I am the smartest woman he knows. He may have said all this, but I don't trust anything she says,ever.
I was thinking later. She probably was real happy because she brought my grandfather and she was in control of him and everything he does now. She is in her glory being in control.
I was appalled at her excitement over my Dad after the heck she has put him through and the accusations. It was unbelievable. Some of you may think she is turning a corner. Oh no, she was an actor because tomorrow she will be back to her old ways again when she does not have an audience.
As for my grandfather, he has told my mom fifty million times that he will make peace with my brother when he apologizes to him. He has nothing to apologize about. He saw him for the first time today since the pow-wow in October. He looked at him and said that he was not mad at my brother. Oh, he is not mad but he turned all the pictures of my brother and his wife backwards in his house. My sister went up to him and he was cold to her. He still thinks she is behind social services and was trying to put him in a home. She was not trying to put him in a home but trying to get him cared for.
As for the new member of the family, my mom's sister's husband. He just eggs all this on. He is the reason my grandfather is mad with my sister and was mad with my brother. He tells my grandfather all sorts of lies about what they are trying to do. They are doing nothing. Since this man is always buying my grandfather something he believes everything he says. My grandfather is always bought and will always be bought. Whoever buys him the most gets his respect.
This past week, my grandfather confessed that he went to a lawyer with my mom's sister. He says he does not remember what he had done but he knows she manipulated something when he was not in his right mind. He says he does remember 5 witnesses coming in the room. None of which he knew. All five testified that they knew my grandfather and knew he was in his right mind at the time of the change of the will. He swears he did not know any of them.
So as for the drama in my life, it really has not changed. My mom still checks on him at least once a day, five days a week. She has it thrown in her face every few days that she may go up five days a week but she only stays about an hour or so but when her sister comes up just 2 days that she stays for several hours. Of course, this comes from her sister. Every time my mom reminds her that the last year of my grandmother's life that either her or my Dad were there 24 hours a day. The response from her sister... That was then and this is now. So then my mom says, WHATEVER! Then she does what she can and what she cant she doesn't with no shame or guilt.
But really , you should have seen the acting today. She could win an Academy Award.
My mom's sister put on the biggest show. This celebration was not for her it was for their aunt. She came up and hugged my Dad and stated she has missed him and has not seen him in so long especially with all he has been through medically. Also said she was surprised he was able to come. She then came up and hugged me. I just rolled my eyes. She said that she never sees me anymore. Well Duh, I am over her abuse. Man, she put on the show. Even came back up to me later to tell me how much my grandfather LOVES me and I am the smartest woman he knows. He may have said all this, but I don't trust anything she says,ever.
I was thinking later. She probably was real happy because she brought my grandfather and she was in control of him and everything he does now. She is in her glory being in control.
I was appalled at her excitement over my Dad after the heck she has put him through and the accusations. It was unbelievable. Some of you may think she is turning a corner. Oh no, she was an actor because tomorrow she will be back to her old ways again when she does not have an audience.
As for my grandfather, he has told my mom fifty million times that he will make peace with my brother when he apologizes to him. He has nothing to apologize about. He saw him for the first time today since the pow-wow in October. He looked at him and said that he was not mad at my brother. Oh, he is not mad but he turned all the pictures of my brother and his wife backwards in his house. My sister went up to him and he was cold to her. He still thinks she is behind social services and was trying to put him in a home. She was not trying to put him in a home but trying to get him cared for.
As for the new member of the family, my mom's sister's husband. He just eggs all this on. He is the reason my grandfather is mad with my sister and was mad with my brother. He tells my grandfather all sorts of lies about what they are trying to do. They are doing nothing. Since this man is always buying my grandfather something he believes everything he says. My grandfather is always bought and will always be bought. Whoever buys him the most gets his respect.
This past week, my grandfather confessed that he went to a lawyer with my mom's sister. He says he does not remember what he had done but he knows she manipulated something when he was not in his right mind. He says he does remember 5 witnesses coming in the room. None of which he knew. All five testified that they knew my grandfather and knew he was in his right mind at the time of the change of the will. He swears he did not know any of them.
So as for the drama in my life, it really has not changed. My mom still checks on him at least once a day, five days a week. She has it thrown in her face every few days that she may go up five days a week but she only stays about an hour or so but when her sister comes up just 2 days that she stays for several hours. Of course, this comes from her sister. Every time my mom reminds her that the last year of my grandmother's life that either her or my Dad were there 24 hours a day. The response from her sister... That was then and this is now. So then my mom says, WHATEVER! Then she does what she can and what she cant she doesn't with no shame or guilt.
But really , you should have seen the acting today. She could win an Academy Award.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Wonderful evening...
I had a wonderful evening with my nephew tonight. I received a call about 5 to come babysit but he didn't want to leave the house because he was mad that his parents were going shopping without him and he wanted to stay home and pout. Shortly after I arrived but before they left he was spanked and put on punishment. I was thinking this is going to be a fabulous evening. In fact it was.
I decided to redirect his bad energy. I started rattling off places to go and things to do. All of them were met with NO. Then I asked what we were going to do for dinner. He informed me that I could cook him something in the freezer. I redirected this to going to get hot dogs and making Pigs in a Blanket. That was met with a NO. Then I asked if there was anything he wanted to make. Then he left and came back with his Paula Deen Children's Cookbook. He flipped and flipped and stopped. He wanted to make pasta with homemade cheese sauce. I checked the cabinets. They had ingredients that would work. I put him to work. He was happy and content. He then was so excited that he called his parents and told them he had a surprise. Well in the past his surprise was some concoction like soap, pepper, salt, oil and anything else he throws into a bowl. Tasty, huh. No he does not eat it either. They were very skeptical. He invited his Nanny over and had turned the living room into a five star restaurant and he was the waiter. He put a table cloth over the coffee table, laid out silverware and put a candle in the middle.
I had called and told them to bring some chicken and biscuits because I knew they would not be satisfied with just pasta and cheese. They arrived and had to wait in the hall while I took the chicken and turned it into plates for him to serve. He finally seated them. Oh I forgot to tell you that he also got out the Dirt Devil and vacuumed. He was so excited. I made their plates and he served them. Then he came running in for some paper, he had forgotten to take their drink orders. He then came in and presented my mom with a to-go dish for his B-Bob (Grandpa). My mom always gets a to-go meal for my Dad when we eat out. We had forgotten about dessert. He went through his snack drawers and found his Little Debbie snack cakes and served them. He was so proud. They were proud also until they received their bill. Their chicken was $35.04 and the biscuit and fixins were $40.04. My mom's bill was $39.45 for her chicken and $10.04 for her biscuit and fixns. He knows how to make a profit, I do believe. He then tried to present me a bill but I told him that I was the owner of the restaurant and co-cook so I did not have to pay. He really did make the pasta and cheese but with assistance.
When I was leaving, I noticed a sign on the front door. It said, CLOSED. I asked him when do we reopen. He responded with the next time his parents go shopping that the restaurant will reopen with Sloppy Joes.
What started out as a bad evening turned into a wonderful evening. His parents at first really wanted to go out to eat and to somewhere without worrying about a child. Thy came in with great attitudes though they do like to eat out. The chicken was probably cheaper than a meal elsewhere. Oh and the memories.....They are priceless.
I decided to redirect his bad energy. I started rattling off places to go and things to do. All of them were met with NO. Then I asked what we were going to do for dinner. He informed me that I could cook him something in the freezer. I redirected this to going to get hot dogs and making Pigs in a Blanket. That was met with a NO. Then I asked if there was anything he wanted to make. Then he left and came back with his Paula Deen Children's Cookbook. He flipped and flipped and stopped. He wanted to make pasta with homemade cheese sauce. I checked the cabinets. They had ingredients that would work. I put him to work. He was happy and content. He then was so excited that he called his parents and told them he had a surprise. Well in the past his surprise was some concoction like soap, pepper, salt, oil and anything else he throws into a bowl. Tasty, huh. No he does not eat it either. They were very skeptical. He invited his Nanny over and had turned the living room into a five star restaurant and he was the waiter. He put a table cloth over the coffee table, laid out silverware and put a candle in the middle.
I had called and told them to bring some chicken and biscuits because I knew they would not be satisfied with just pasta and cheese. They arrived and had to wait in the hall while I took the chicken and turned it into plates for him to serve. He finally seated them. Oh I forgot to tell you that he also got out the Dirt Devil and vacuumed. He was so excited. I made their plates and he served them. Then he came running in for some paper, he had forgotten to take their drink orders. He then came in and presented my mom with a to-go dish for his B-Bob (Grandpa). My mom always gets a to-go meal for my Dad when we eat out. We had forgotten about dessert. He went through his snack drawers and found his Little Debbie snack cakes and served them. He was so proud. They were proud also until they received their bill. Their chicken was $35.04 and the biscuit and fixins were $40.04. My mom's bill was $39.45 for her chicken and $10.04 for her biscuit and fixns. He knows how to make a profit, I do believe. He then tried to present me a bill but I told him that I was the owner of the restaurant and co-cook so I did not have to pay. He really did make the pasta and cheese but with assistance.
When I was leaving, I noticed a sign on the front door. It said, CLOSED. I asked him when do we reopen. He responded with the next time his parents go shopping that the restaurant will reopen with Sloppy Joes.
What started out as a bad evening turned into a wonderful evening. His parents at first really wanted to go out to eat and to somewhere without worrying about a child. Thy came in with great attitudes though they do like to eat out. The chicken was probably cheaper than a meal elsewhere. Oh and the memories.....They are priceless.
Update to the update..
The mystery to the email to the DMV was solved today. My cousin called my mom's sister's new husband inquiring about some things that were bothering her about her mother's health. This conversation led to greater things and more conversations.
He is the one that has obtained a copy of the email that was supposedly sent to the DMV. He has connections with some people at the DMV and was able to obtain this information. We were still flabbergasted because no one from my family has done anything with the DMV to get his license revoked. What this man has a copy of is the fax that was sent to my grandfather's doctor by my brother on behalf of this side of the family. This letter was faxed to the doctor and only to the doctor in regards to my grandfather being deemed fit to care for himself. The doctor did call my mom that day and discuss these things with my mom but her sister is so good at manipulation that she convinced him he could care for himself and that neighbors were checking on him three times a day which is not true. The doctor then scanned the fax and emailed it to the DMV which started all of this paperwork and investigations into his mobility for driving. This also explains the argument he had with his doctor when he went to see him to get a letter of mobility signed so that he could keep his license. The doctor refused to sign one. My grandfather yelled at him and told him he was no longer his doctor.
We also found out that the will has not been changed. My grandfather thinks it has but it was not changed. Supposedly my mom's sister intervened with the lawyer and refused to take my mom out of the will but did agree to leaving her in charge of everything. Koodos for her if this really happened, I will believe it when I see it. My mom's sister has not had the decency to inform my mother of this. She thinks my mom believes she has been removed. She says that is between her father and my mother, not her.
So, as for the reason that my grandfather wanted my mom out of the will. It is not because of her. He is punishing us three grandchildren and my father. He does not want us to have his money because we were involved with his license business. He knows if my mom inherits it then we will eventually inherit it. He does not want my Dad to have it because my Dad can not stand my mom's sister and my grandfather knows this. This is my grandfather's way of punishment and revenge. That is some gratefulness to my Father who stayed with my grandparents every night for one solid year to care for them. My grandfather is mean and spiteful.
His license is one of the final things to his independence. He feels as long as he can drive that he is independent. He can not drive. He should not drive. Everyone in our family and my cousins agree except for my mom's sister. She agrees with everything he wants regardless of his health or anyone else's health or safety. She will do anything to make him happy and not mad at her. She has to always be in his good graces. She will lie, manipulate and hurt anyone to stay on his good side. She also will not do what is in his best interest and safety if it means going against his will. She does not care if he gets hurt or hurts others while driving or living.
It is so sad, real sad. We are the only ones fighting for his safety and care yet we are the ones that are the bad ones and hated. We care enough to fight and see to it he is cared for and all he thinks we want is his money. When and if social services steps in , there will be no money after that. We want social services to intervene because our hands are tied.
I have been struggling the last few weeks with the fact that I have not been there to visit him since we had words weeks and weeks ago. I want to see my grandfather that used to be not the one that is there now. I am being told by my mom and cousin that I am the only one of the three grandchildren on this side that is still on good graces. I cannot understand why after the argument we had that day. I do not want to go up there and have him tell me to listen and don't talk while he talks about how awful my family is and then when you defend them be told that I am wrong when he is wrong. That is not how I want my final memories to be. I want my memories to be of the grandfather that loved me and thought I was special. Up until recent months, I was one of the two favored grandchildren. There are five grand kids all together. I am not pouting or bragging. I want the good memories not the ones of him being a mean, deceitful and hurtful man.
The sad thing though about my good memories. They are not of doing things with my grandparents. We never did anything with them but go out to dinner. They are not of my grandparents buying me things. They did only on holidays and birthdays. My precious grandmother would sneak things here and there when he was not looking. She was the giver but he never knew. They never came to anything we did. I think they came to one swim meet in my 8 years of swimming. They stopped by the bowling alley during one tournament in my 6 years of bowling. That was only because my mom came by before going to dinner with them after church. He was always happiest when you were doing for him and giving him gifts. I would buy him candy and brownies all the time growing up and he loved me oh so much. I see all this now. My aunt's new husband is the greatest thing in the world to him now. You want to know why? Everytime he comes to the house he has gifts for my grandfather. Snacks, candy, wine. He never shows up empty handed and my grandfather just takes it all in and thinks he is fantastic. I included my grandmother in on some of this but I know in my heart that she wanted to be at things and would have but her life was about making him happy. She had to prove her love to him for 72 years. What a woman, what a saint! He will tell you that when she said that she loved him, he would respond that she needed to prove it. I am not trying to be negative against him but only realizing after 37 years what makes him click. Everyone doing for him. My grandmother would hide the chicken thighs in the refrigerator at family gatherings so that he could have them all. One time she even told us the grocery store did not give her any thighs in the 50 pc chicken she ordered. She had them all in a tin for him in the refrigerator. I was the one that discovered this that year.
Well, I know I am babbling. I am ever so grateful to my blog and blog readers who put up with my long posts and allow me to get it off my chest to keep my sanity.
He is the one that has obtained a copy of the email that was supposedly sent to the DMV. He has connections with some people at the DMV and was able to obtain this information. We were still flabbergasted because no one from my family has done anything with the DMV to get his license revoked. What this man has a copy of is the fax that was sent to my grandfather's doctor by my brother on behalf of this side of the family. This letter was faxed to the doctor and only to the doctor in regards to my grandfather being deemed fit to care for himself. The doctor did call my mom that day and discuss these things with my mom but her sister is so good at manipulation that she convinced him he could care for himself and that neighbors were checking on him three times a day which is not true. The doctor then scanned the fax and emailed it to the DMV which started all of this paperwork and investigations into his mobility for driving. This also explains the argument he had with his doctor when he went to see him to get a letter of mobility signed so that he could keep his license. The doctor refused to sign one. My grandfather yelled at him and told him he was no longer his doctor.
We also found out that the will has not been changed. My grandfather thinks it has but it was not changed. Supposedly my mom's sister intervened with the lawyer and refused to take my mom out of the will but did agree to leaving her in charge of everything. Koodos for her if this really happened, I will believe it when I see it. My mom's sister has not had the decency to inform my mother of this. She thinks my mom believes she has been removed. She says that is between her father and my mother, not her.
So, as for the reason that my grandfather wanted my mom out of the will. It is not because of her. He is punishing us three grandchildren and my father. He does not want us to have his money because we were involved with his license business. He knows if my mom inherits it then we will eventually inherit it. He does not want my Dad to have it because my Dad can not stand my mom's sister and my grandfather knows this. This is my grandfather's way of punishment and revenge. That is some gratefulness to my Father who stayed with my grandparents every night for one solid year to care for them. My grandfather is mean and spiteful.
His license is one of the final things to his independence. He feels as long as he can drive that he is independent. He can not drive. He should not drive. Everyone in our family and my cousins agree except for my mom's sister. She agrees with everything he wants regardless of his health or anyone else's health or safety. She will do anything to make him happy and not mad at her. She has to always be in his good graces. She will lie, manipulate and hurt anyone to stay on his good side. She also will not do what is in his best interest and safety if it means going against his will. She does not care if he gets hurt or hurts others while driving or living.
It is so sad, real sad. We are the only ones fighting for his safety and care yet we are the ones that are the bad ones and hated. We care enough to fight and see to it he is cared for and all he thinks we want is his money. When and if social services steps in , there will be no money after that. We want social services to intervene because our hands are tied.
I have been struggling the last few weeks with the fact that I have not been there to visit him since we had words weeks and weeks ago. I want to see my grandfather that used to be not the one that is there now. I am being told by my mom and cousin that I am the only one of the three grandchildren on this side that is still on good graces. I cannot understand why after the argument we had that day. I do not want to go up there and have him tell me to listen and don't talk while he talks about how awful my family is and then when you defend them be told that I am wrong when he is wrong. That is not how I want my final memories to be. I want my memories to be of the grandfather that loved me and thought I was special. Up until recent months, I was one of the two favored grandchildren. There are five grand kids all together. I am not pouting or bragging. I want the good memories not the ones of him being a mean, deceitful and hurtful man.
The sad thing though about my good memories. They are not of doing things with my grandparents. We never did anything with them but go out to dinner. They are not of my grandparents buying me things. They did only on holidays and birthdays. My precious grandmother would sneak things here and there when he was not looking. She was the giver but he never knew. They never came to anything we did. I think they came to one swim meet in my 8 years of swimming. They stopped by the bowling alley during one tournament in my 6 years of bowling. That was only because my mom came by before going to dinner with them after church. He was always happiest when you were doing for him and giving him gifts. I would buy him candy and brownies all the time growing up and he loved me oh so much. I see all this now. My aunt's new husband is the greatest thing in the world to him now. You want to know why? Everytime he comes to the house he has gifts for my grandfather. Snacks, candy, wine. He never shows up empty handed and my grandfather just takes it all in and thinks he is fantastic. I included my grandmother in on some of this but I know in my heart that she wanted to be at things and would have but her life was about making him happy. She had to prove her love to him for 72 years. What a woman, what a saint! He will tell you that when she said that she loved him, he would respond that she needed to prove it. I am not trying to be negative against him but only realizing after 37 years what makes him click. Everyone doing for him. My grandmother would hide the chicken thighs in the refrigerator at family gatherings so that he could have them all. One time she even told us the grocery store did not give her any thighs in the 50 pc chicken she ordered. She had them all in a tin for him in the refrigerator. I was the one that discovered this that year.
Well, I know I am babbling. I am ever so grateful to my blog and blog readers who put up with my long posts and allow me to get it off my chest to keep my sanity.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Family Update...
My Dad is doing so-so. He still can not drive. The car was totaled. We only had liability coverage but did have medical. He has had his defibrillator go off three more times since the accident. Once he was on the phone and knew it, the other two he was asleep but they were not black-out spells.
My grandfather, however, nothing has changed. He is mean and honorary if not worse than ever. He has been lied to by my mom's sister so much that he hates my sister and brother. My mom's sister has convinced him they were behind the DMV possibly revoking his license. She claims she went to the DMV and has an email from my sister that she sent to them. This is all a lie. My sister nor brother sent nothing to the DMV. Neither of them wanted his license they just wanted him cared for 24 hours a day and were willing to call social services to have an intervention. The woman is full of lies and deceitfulness. My sister is almost to the point of calling her to ask for a copy of the email so that she may press charges against the one forging her name. She said she is waiting the holidays out.
Speaking of the holidays. Christmas Eve is always at my sister's house but provided by my mom. Her house is bigger. My mom's sister,my grandparents and cousins join us also. Christmas night is traditionally at my grandparent's house. We thought we would have one last Christmas there but it is not going to happen. My grandfather is refusing to come to my sister's house on Christmas Eve. She can come to his house but the last time she was there he was plain rude to her when she came to make sure he had food. This is all ridiculous and it is all because of the evil woman, my mom's sister. So my cousin is driving in for Christmas Eve at my sister's house, staying the night with their sons and then driving back home after Christmas breakfast with her kids. She informed my grandfather that she will be here Christmas but since he is choosing not to be where the family is that she will not see him. He informed her that was her decision, not his. He also said it was our decision to celebrate and leave him home alone. It is not our decision it is our tradition and his decision not to join us. So we will celebrate like normal and like we have for 40 years. My mom's sister can choose to join us or sit at home with him the whole evening. She created the mess. On Christmas day, we will have our family Christmas breakfast at my sister's house before my brother flies out with his wife to see her family and sit at an airport for five hours in a layover because she refused to take the later, cheaper flight that the layover was only 45 minutes. ( That is a whole story in itself). My mom will then go out to see my grandfather at some point on Christmas Day and then will come back to my sister's house to join the rest of her family for Christmas Dinner. He is the one being ugly. One may say it is old age but I know it is him. He was a mean old man before he was saved and has resorted back to that mean old man now. He told my mom that her and my sister needed to rethink their Christianity. He does this when things don't go his way.
Monday morning my mom went by for her usual visit to take him breakfast and the house was closed and locked up. She called for him and no answer. She went in and looked for him. She found him on the floor with just his underwear, wrapped up in a blanket white as a sheep. He had fallen at some point during the night and could not get back up. She went to get help. The neighbor came and refused to help, instead he called 911. The paramedics came and he refused to go, it is his right. The paramedic asked a few questions and said that he was calling his supervisor to report this to social services. Then the neighbor went home and called ss too. This is the 4th call we are aware of and they have not shown up yet. Remember, this is the same man that my mom's sister convinced doctors that he is able to care for himself and is mentally competent. So mentally competent that he told my mom's sister that this happened twice and my mom had called 911 two days in a row. This was not true. She says he is mentally fine just forgetful and able to care for himself. Sounds like it doesn't it. He eats the breakfast my mom serves him in the morning and she leaves him sandwiches for the rest of the day. They are always sitting on the counter the next day because he wants his meals served to him. He can get up and go to the fridge though and pour himself wine all day but he cant get anything to eat. Make sense?
You may ask why my parent's don't stay with him anymore. Well my Dad cant now but my mom is scared for her life when she is there. In the mornings, she goes long enough to feed him and maybe wash or dry a load of clothes then she leaves.He has both a pistol and a shotgun and she does not trust him. We don't know the location of the pistol, we do know where the shotgun is. With my grandfather's mentality, I do not blame her. Also, all of my mom's legal rights have been taken from her and her sister is in full legal and medical control now.
My grandfather, however, nothing has changed. He is mean and honorary if not worse than ever. He has been lied to by my mom's sister so much that he hates my sister and brother. My mom's sister has convinced him they were behind the DMV possibly revoking his license. She claims she went to the DMV and has an email from my sister that she sent to them. This is all a lie. My sister nor brother sent nothing to the DMV. Neither of them wanted his license they just wanted him cared for 24 hours a day and were willing to call social services to have an intervention. The woman is full of lies and deceitfulness. My sister is almost to the point of calling her to ask for a copy of the email so that she may press charges against the one forging her name. She said she is waiting the holidays out.
Speaking of the holidays. Christmas Eve is always at my sister's house but provided by my mom. Her house is bigger. My mom's sister,my grandparents and cousins join us also. Christmas night is traditionally at my grandparent's house. We thought we would have one last Christmas there but it is not going to happen. My grandfather is refusing to come to my sister's house on Christmas Eve. She can come to his house but the last time she was there he was plain rude to her when she came to make sure he had food. This is all ridiculous and it is all because of the evil woman, my mom's sister. So my cousin is driving in for Christmas Eve at my sister's house, staying the night with their sons and then driving back home after Christmas breakfast with her kids. She informed my grandfather that she will be here Christmas but since he is choosing not to be where the family is that she will not see him. He informed her that was her decision, not his. He also said it was our decision to celebrate and leave him home alone. It is not our decision it is our tradition and his decision not to join us. So we will celebrate like normal and like we have for 40 years. My mom's sister can choose to join us or sit at home with him the whole evening. She created the mess. On Christmas day, we will have our family Christmas breakfast at my sister's house before my brother flies out with his wife to see her family and sit at an airport for five hours in a layover because she refused to take the later, cheaper flight that the layover was only 45 minutes. ( That is a whole story in itself). My mom will then go out to see my grandfather at some point on Christmas Day and then will come back to my sister's house to join the rest of her family for Christmas Dinner. He is the one being ugly. One may say it is old age but I know it is him. He was a mean old man before he was saved and has resorted back to that mean old man now. He told my mom that her and my sister needed to rethink their Christianity. He does this when things don't go his way.
Monday morning my mom went by for her usual visit to take him breakfast and the house was closed and locked up. She called for him and no answer. She went in and looked for him. She found him on the floor with just his underwear, wrapped up in a blanket white as a sheep. He had fallen at some point during the night and could not get back up. She went to get help. The neighbor came and refused to help, instead he called 911. The paramedics came and he refused to go, it is his right. The paramedic asked a few questions and said that he was calling his supervisor to report this to social services. Then the neighbor went home and called ss too. This is the 4th call we are aware of and they have not shown up yet. Remember, this is the same man that my mom's sister convinced doctors that he is able to care for himself and is mentally competent. So mentally competent that he told my mom's sister that this happened twice and my mom had called 911 two days in a row. This was not true. She says he is mentally fine just forgetful and able to care for himself. Sounds like it doesn't it. He eats the breakfast my mom serves him in the morning and she leaves him sandwiches for the rest of the day. They are always sitting on the counter the next day because he wants his meals served to him. He can get up and go to the fridge though and pour himself wine all day but he cant get anything to eat. Make sense?
You may ask why my parent's don't stay with him anymore. Well my Dad cant now but my mom is scared for her life when she is there. In the mornings, she goes long enough to feed him and maybe wash or dry a load of clothes then she leaves.He has both a pistol and a shotgun and she does not trust him. We don't know the location of the pistol, we do know where the shotgun is. With my grandfather's mentality, I do not blame her. Also, all of my mom's legal rights have been taken from her and her sister is in full legal and medical control now.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Sometimes he shows he cares...
I mentioned in previous posts that my parents do not have the perfect marriage but a committed marriage. He shows little emotion to her or anyone, not even us. As for buying her gifts, he leaves it to me and gives me the credit card. I always act surprised at what he came up with on Christmas but she knows I went out and bought it.
Tonight, I came home and had to borrow his credit card to reconnect my cell phone. He told me that he saw a sale in the paper for a heart necklace and wanted to get it for my mom but he has does not have a car or means to get to the store. This totally shocked me. He said he was going to call me but.... my cell phone was disconnected. I am still floored that he thought of her and wanted to buy this for her. It just shows he really does care.
My goal now is to find her a heart necklace or heart earrings since it was his thoughts. She has a nice heart necklace from Kaye's, the open heart series. I was thinking since he had the idea of a heart that matching heart earrings would be nice to this collection. Really , it was his idea this year just tweeked a little.
On another note.... I keep asking the question... What else bad can happen in my life? I think I need to change that to ... Bring it on. Honestly, things happen now and it does not phase me anymore. My mom was pulling out of our store parking lot and hit my car on the side bumper. Not a small scratch either , she scratched the whole corner of it. I got out and just looked at her. She looked back and said... I will pay for it. I told her ... Yeah right. Oh well, deed is done.
Tonight, I came home and had to borrow his credit card to reconnect my cell phone. He told me that he saw a sale in the paper for a heart necklace and wanted to get it for my mom but he has does not have a car or means to get to the store. This totally shocked me. He said he was going to call me but.... my cell phone was disconnected. I am still floored that he thought of her and wanted to buy this for her. It just shows he really does care.
My goal now is to find her a heart necklace or heart earrings since it was his thoughts. She has a nice heart necklace from Kaye's, the open heart series. I was thinking since he had the idea of a heart that matching heart earrings would be nice to this collection. Really , it was his idea this year just tweeked a little.
On another note.... I keep asking the question... What else bad can happen in my life? I think I need to change that to ... Bring it on. Honestly, things happen now and it does not phase me anymore. My mom was pulling out of our store parking lot and hit my car on the side bumper. Not a small scratch either , she scratched the whole corner of it. I got out and just looked at her. She looked back and said... I will pay for it. I told her ... Yeah right. Oh well, deed is done.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Working with Family and Pringles
Working with family is such a joy!
Well sometimes it is and sometimes it is not.
Saturday I bought a can of Pringles. You know the new Super Stack with 100 chips in there. No, I was not going to have the whole can but figured I would eat them with lunch the next week. Every time my mom came up to the front to talk to me she had some of my Pringles in her hand. I did not say anything because I am nice like that. This morning I came in and glanced at my desk and it looked normal. I went to the office to my brother's desk to say something to him and there was a can of Pringle's. MY PRINGLES. You see my desk looked normal because I do not usually have Pringle's on my desk but he usually does but these were mine. I guess working with family you learn that what is mine is yours and what is yours is mine.I guess I also can not fuss because there have been many times that he thought he had some Pringles in his can before his day off and came back to an empty can. OOPS! Did I do that?
Well sometimes it is and sometimes it is not.
Saturday I bought a can of Pringles. You know the new Super Stack with 100 chips in there. No, I was not going to have the whole can but figured I would eat them with lunch the next week. Every time my mom came up to the front to talk to me she had some of my Pringles in her hand. I did not say anything because I am nice like that. This morning I came in and glanced at my desk and it looked normal. I went to the office to my brother's desk to say something to him and there was a can of Pringle's. MY PRINGLES. You see my desk looked normal because I do not usually have Pringle's on my desk but he usually does but these were mine. I guess working with family you learn that what is mine is yours and what is yours is mine.I guess I also can not fuss because there have been many times that he thought he had some Pringles in his can before his day off and came back to an empty can. OOPS! Did I do that?
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