*sighs* Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all my Beaus out there.
I'm sorry to say, but this post will probably dampen your holiday spirit. I would appreciate it if you would read and comment. But its not going to be a merry one.
Why don't we start from last Monday shall we?
My mother had come by to work on her online shop "My Big Sexy Life." I've been fussed at so much over the whole thing, and then nothing, she hasn't mentioned anything. I know she's probably waiting for me to attach the domain name to the blogspot blog. But her not checking in with my often doesn't make me want to move faster.
She gets all movtivated and gunho about shit and then after a few days its like it never happened. This has ghappened twice before. I think, since her long time girlfriend keeps saying that she's not smart enough to run a business like this, her interest keeps running out. I personally don't care. But I do want my mom to succedd. Maybe I'll work on it tonight. Mind you I'm working for FREE, during this whole thing.
Also, during one of the times that she was over, my mother confided in my husband that xmas is going to be on wednesday because my mima hadn't been paid yet ( she gets her retirement benefits at the end of the month). I wasn't told this nor invited over. they like to have me think the invite is always there, but i know that isn't true.
Now it's about Friday. Taryn and I go out on our almost weekly outing that included trying to order a McGangBang from the McDonald's secret menu (which failed), and a cap'n crunch from the Starbucks secret menu (that was fun). I'll get the video ready so that you will be able to see what happens. But that's another post.
Also on that friday, nothing happened. Christmas wise.
So around 2am Christmas day, while playing castleville on facebook I get a message from my mom to text her.
Mom: Mmmmm... Pray for your gram. Today she was exhibiting real forgetfulness and confusion. A couple of incidents but they were authentic.. if u play sick it happens.
(in the last sentence: my mother is referring to my grandmother acting as if her blood pressure is out of ocntrol and takes trips to the ER eventhough nothing's wrong with her. These 'attacks' are triggered whenever I and my children are involved. So usually I just stay away and mind my own business for the sake of their household being peaceful.)
Me: What happens now? Retrograde is over.(from thanksgiving day to Christmas eve the planet mercury was in a state called retrograde. Meaning, that anything to do with health/communications/electronics/money/automobiles that can fuck up will fuck up. This is how my car got towed.)
Mom: (i'm not going to include this reply because it had nothing to do with my question)
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My point is that if something happens to my grandmother (the only person that pays the bills there) what's going to happen to the house, the estate, etc. I try to call my mom that night. She stays aloof about it and says that uncle has a plan. I get off the phone with her. I'm irritated and pacing through the house and talking to my hubby about the situation.
My siblings are 20, 19, and 17. However, they aren't able to take care of themselves because the way the house hold is ran you can't do anything without depending on mima. So you see why I'm worried.
So next I call my uncle. I was fortunate to catch him at the time he woke up @3am. After saying merry Christmas and apologizing for calling late, I explain what happens and express my concern. After talking with my uncle for about 10 minutes and getting off the phone. I realize something...
There's no plan.
How the fuck can't there be a plan when it comes to grandma. I thought up about 5 different plans within the hour I was worried about this last night.
Soon my mother will be out of town, and then she will move on with her life. Most likely she will leave her children here to fend for themselves. I'm already thinking about how I can get them jobs and get the house ready for us to move in. But I don't want to think that far ahead.
Oh whatever am I to do with this family of mine?
And I will talk about today. Christmas itslef.
As you all know, I have strange sleeping patterns. So when my son opened his gifts at 8am, I hadn't gone to sleep yet.
When I finally went to sleep things just seem to go worse.
I was supposed to watch 'A Christmas Story' with my hubby. I forced myself awake around noon to 2pm to watch it. I will admit I was a zombie, but I wanted to watch it with him because he was looking forward to it all year. It was painful to stay awake so he said I could go back to sleep.
A little bit after two my family came to pick up mu so he could open the non existent gifts there. he returned shortly after sunset. My mother was the one to bring him home. She promised to get me the passport harddrive I needed. But when I finally woke up at 7:30pm, there was no gift waiting for me.
Coming to that realization does bring me to tears. I wasn't expecting anything for christmas but that harddrive. The husband and I were going to use the tax money for our personal christmas, and I have no clue if my uncle had figured out what to get me. My father never called me today. My sister did though, to tell me she was at dad's house. I think I understood the point of the phone call. But I was too tired to care at the moment. If you haven't figured it out what she was trying to say was : "I forgot about you when I came here to dad's. He picked me up but didn't think of you either."
So now its almost 9:30 pm and here i am speaking to all of you. I hope you're having a festive holiday season. But for me, it feels like a normal everyday.







