Go back to beginnings when all lay ahead...
Yeah, so...I've been back in Texas for, what, four days? Anyhooters....
So, anyway, it turns out that, since I've been gone, in no particular order:
My sister lost her job
My best friend broke up with her boyfriend
My brother had a birthday
My nephew has gotten senioritis
My grandmother's provider changed again
My sister discovered that she had a growth in her uterus and subsequently had a biopsy on it
My cousin's mother discovered that she may have cervical cancer
And just how much of this did I find out about when it happened?
Well, I knew that my brother had a birthday. I knew Dweezil's "I Don't Give A Shit" gland would become inflamed. Oh, and I suspected that the provider would change again. The rest of it I only learned through conversations....Not even conversations with ME. I learned it by eavesdropping.
Guys, seriously. Arizona's TWO STATES AWAY. It isn't the fucking moon. Ya'll are allowed to tell me this shit.
Oh, and don't pull a Dad and send me crap like "Don's doing well after having that stint put in his heart" or "Granny's feeling better now" when I have no clue what the fuck has been happening or WHY Don would need a stint or WHY Granny wouldn't be feeling well in the first place.
For fucks sake, my three dogs died within a week of each other and I had no clue until I came home and Robert made a crack about feeding the dogs and everyone got it but me.
I'm tired of being locked out of the loop. Yes, I know I should shut up and stop bitching, but it's fucking annoying to not know that you don't know something.
Oh, if only I had a screencap of the simultaneous 'Bitch, Please' looks.
So, anyway, it turns out that, since I've been gone, in no particular order:
My sister lost her job
My best friend broke up with her boyfriend
My brother had a birthday
My nephew has gotten senioritis
My grandmother's provider changed again
My sister discovered that she had a growth in her uterus and subsequently had a biopsy on it
My cousin's mother discovered that she may have cervical cancer
And just how much of this did I find out about when it happened?
Well, I knew that my brother had a birthday. I knew Dweezil's "I Don't Give A Shit" gland would become inflamed. Oh, and I suspected that the provider would change again. The rest of it I only learned through conversations....Not even conversations with ME. I learned it by eavesdropping.
Guys, seriously. Arizona's TWO STATES AWAY. It isn't the fucking moon. Ya'll are allowed to tell me this shit.
Oh, and don't pull a Dad and send me crap like "Don's doing well after having that stint put in his heart" or "Granny's feeling better now" when I have no clue what the fuck has been happening or WHY Don would need a stint or WHY Granny wouldn't be feeling well in the first place.
For fucks sake, my three dogs died within a week of each other and I had no clue until I came home and Robert made a crack about feeding the dogs and everyone got it but me.
I'm tired of being locked out of the loop. Yes, I know I should shut up and stop bitching, but it's fucking annoying to not know that you don't know something.
Oh, if only I had a screencap of the simultaneous 'Bitch, Please' looks.