For as long as I can remember, my Gramma (my mom's mom) has not liked me. She dislikes Dale even more. This Sat. is her birthday. My Aunt (mom's sister) loves to go out for expensive dinners, and not even put one penny towards the bill. I always have very limited funds after pay day, do to bills, so I'm by no means rich or well off. This Friday, my Gramma (or should I say my Aunt) wants to go to Prime Quarters in Princeton which is very expensive. My mom gave me the ok to not go, because money is tight. Well, low and behold, the queen bee has spoken and she requests mine and Dale's company at this dinner to kiss her ass for the evening! Plus!!!!! get her a gift. For 3 birthdays in a row, she bought me the same car shaped lighter. For my birthday a couple of years ago, she took an ugly purse out of her store, put $.41 in it, and gave that to me....oh yeah, and my aunt put her name on that gift. Last year, she bought me a suit jacket and a really nice shirt. Too bad they were a size 28/30. I wear a 20/22. Wait, it gets better. My dad's cousin, and best friend..almost like a brother to him, is dying of multi brain tumors. He's going to past an time now. Well my parents went to see him, and then (like anyone) my dad wanted a drink afterward. Well, they just so happened to run into the queen bee down at the bar they stopped in at, and would you believe, she fought with my mother over me not going to the dinner, so bad, that she made her cry!! Even used my dead grandfather (my mother's father)to make her cry harder! All this, just so she could make my mother make ME go to this dinner! Can you believe it!! ERG Well, that brings everyone up to date some. If I seem a little pissy come Friday, you'll know why. That is, if anyone is going to this dinner, after my mom told my gramma to F*ck Off, and called her an old B*tch! WTG MOM!!!!
