The fan offically has been hit by the shit

Before my rant, I’d like to say Happy Birthday to my now-17-year-old godson, Michael!  I’d also like to say Happy Anniversary to Tiff and Eddie.  It’s two years for them.

Since the last time I updated, which was not much of an update, a LOT has happened.  Most of it concerns Nanny.  

On August 2, we saw my Aunt Emilie’s daughters, Rebecca and Mary Jane, for the first time in over 20 years.  Emilie was Nanny’s youngest sister.  Rebecca and MJ are of our generation, though, because Emilie had the girls when she was a bit older.

Rebecca and MJ came down to check on Nanny, to see if what we’d told them was accurate and such.  It wasn’t as if they were accusing us of being untruthful…it’s more like they just weren’t going to blindly accept what we said, and that makes plenty of sense to me.  This is their aunt we’re talking about.  Well, suffice it to say it went badly.

MH, my sister, also came up from Austin while MJ and Rebecca were here.  During the first day of their stay, we all found out that Nanny had been appointed an attorney ad litum….and I still don’t know what "ad litum" means!…by the court.  That same day, we scheduled a meeting with her lawyer, so we could discuss the case with him…what he was ALLOWED to share, anyway.  He had visited with her that morning, so he didn’t have much to go on, but from what he DID find out from meeting with her, he said he thought he would wind up recommending placement in a nursing home for Nanny.  Rebecca and MJ supported that notion.  So did I.  I think my brother Johnny will, too.  Not so with Mama and MH.  MH volunteered the fact that the mortgage on her house was in Nanny’s name, and she would more than likely lose her house, should they place Nanny in a home.  The lawyer suggested she find another place to "rent", since legally, she is renting from Nanny right now, so that she will not be rushed into anything.  He also said if someone could come up with a realistic plan to keep Nanny in her own home, he would listen and try to work with that.  So what did Mama and MH do but set to work the very next day.  

At that point, I had a rash between my legs, caused from all the walking I’d done the previous day (in the HEAT!).  My back, neck, and shoulders were hurting very badly.  What did Mama do?  She got MH’s kids together and had them "help her" clean Nanny’s kitchen.  I joined in, because I didn’t like the way my mother was acting to the kids.  Frankly, I thought she was being a bitch to them, and I wanted to be there to take some of the strain off the kids and protect them from their grandmother’s acid tongue.  

If I might go on a slight tangent here…..Mama was always "the nice one" or "the good guy" when I was a kid, but something has transformed her, as a grandparent.  She is NOT very nice with MH’s kids, in particular.  She’s nice enough with Hunter, I guess, but with Alex and Juli, she tends to be bitchy and volatile, and I don’t like it one bit.  I consider them MY babies, and anyone being mean to my babies is going to pay a price for it.  Since it is my own mother in question, all I did was tell her to back off and make a semi-humorous comment about how anally retentive she was being.  She didn’t agree, but she DID calm down each time it occurred.  

K, back to the deal…..While we were cleaning, MH took Nanny to get a haircut, a manicure, and a pedicure.  Also, they had arranged for Stanley Steamers to come steam-clean Nanny’s nasty-ass carpets.  We also scrubbed the toilet, bathtub, and vanity in Nanny’s bathroom, some of the walls, and we ripped up the shitty carpet that was in there.  I call it shitty carpet for a reason…there was literally dried feces all over that carpet, which made it nasty to rip off the floor!  

There is a court date set for August 16, 2010 at 1:30pm.  I’m sure it will be an emotionally draining day, as I am pretty sure my grandmother is NOT going to go down without a fight.  She already has been fighting US…my whole family.  When they served the papers, she asked what it was.  She was told that it was a notice for a court date, so she told the sherrif’s officer that I probably did something and pinned it on her.  Thanks, Grandmother, dear….you stupid bitch….for the faith in my character!

I’ve been an emotional time bomb the last week or so, which is why I haven’t been talking to anyone or updating.  It would’ve been really ugly if I’d posted.  Even uglier than usual, that is.  Not to mention there’s still the wife-overdose problem on top of all this.

I’m about to go see Memaw, so I have to wrap this entry up.  Talk later!

Love,

Us