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Sunday, June 1, 2008

Gone South

I wasn't in that bad of a mood today. Took a nap, got started on some chores (despite the sleeping Ketchup) and then the phone rang.

The best way to put it: I was kicked in the groin by Doris Roberts' evil twin.

My grandma decided to call after one too many martinis (which it was probably my mistake to answer the phone to her after five) and let me know just how bad of a daughter I was and I was ripping the family apart because I hadn't called my mom recently. She went on and on about how my mom thinks I don't want to talk to her and my aunt has such a good relationship with her kids, she just doesn't understand how my mom and I don't get along. Apparently I should feel bad about the fact that my mom basically ran away almost thirty years ago and rebelled and my grandma can just see it happening again. What the fucking hell? The only thing I shot back at her was that my mom hasn't called me either. No matter though, the way she responded, it wouldn't have mattered what I said.

Choked up to say the least, I let her say whatever she wanted to say. After obliviously changing the subject a few times she realized she had upset me. Oh, no, she didn't mean to do that, just to let me know I am letting the family down.

Within minutes of hanging up, I called my mom. No answer. I called again. Still no answer. Texted the hubby, saying I wished he was home. Called my mom again, finally she was there. I couldn't even get through the first sentence of what my grandma had said before breaking into tears.

My mom couldn't believe it. She claimed to have never said anything like that to grandma, she knew better then that. She was pissed and apologized repeatedly for her saying it was the martinis and she was in a "mood" because my aunt and one of my uncle's are making her do a will.

Does that really give her the right to take it out on me? I asked my mom if she was sure she hadn't said anything to grandma, she said she was sure. I asked her if there was something that wrong between us that she would come to me, she said of course.

My mom said she was going to call my grandma and got off the phone. I haven't heard from her since.

Time for me to drink.

I hope the hubby comes home soon.

1 comments:

wanderlust said...

absolutely not. she misplaced her anger on you and needs to apologize. at least you acted like a grown up about the situation.

I'm sorry. that's not a fun way to end a weekend :(

hearts!