Another country heard from

Last night, we heard from Tiffany.  It was the first time since the 15th that we have spoken to her.  I barely got to say anything, but at least I heard her voice.Had we brought Elisabeth’s phone number, we’d have called her.  We’re out at Mama’s now.  This jumping around from place to place is getting on my nerves, but what choice do we have besides freezing to death?  I was slightly wrong about things yesterday.  It WAS as cold as it had been.I’m cold even as I write this, because Mama turns down the heat at night.  Umm, where’s the sense in that, Mama?  That’s when it is at its coldest!!!!!  I am not going to complain anymore, though.I’m sad this morning.  I’m not sure WHY, exactly, though I know that the situations with our daughters and my sister has something to do with it.  This life is one interesting thing, I’ll tell you.No one understands us, at our core.  Herman Himself, as we say.  No one knows the REAL Herman, and that hurts.  It’s as if we’re SO one-of-a-kind that nobody else can possibly know (or CARE) what we think, feel, want, need….yeah, et cetera.  Boring bitch that I am.Maybe time will help.  Time and plenty of medicines.Happy Birthday to my cousin Lance.Elf