Monday, September 20, 2004
Scarface informed me he received a check from his mother today. I responded to this news with, 'My mother never sends me money'. Heh-heh. I appreciate my sense of humour, if no one else does.
Now that The Father has remarried, I don't suppose he tends my mother's grave anymore. He and Kailey used to go out every few weeks to clean the bird poop off the headstone and to check on the two crape myrtles they planted, but when I stayed with The Brady Bunch From Hell this summer, I don't recall them making such a trip. It certainly isn't The Father's fault, of course, but I am a little bitter that my mommy a) is being neglected and b) never got the second chance at happiness that The Father currently enjoys. None of her family lives in Katy, and it wouldn't kill him to continue tending her grave, especially since no one else can.
So... should I get Ben and Jerry's from the drugstore, or wait for the dining halls to open and head straight for dessert?
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 1:59 PM]