Oh - Mon - I didn't say, but intended to.
I've never found you bitchy in your personal approach to me.
I've always questioned myself in response to your direct approach and although somethimes I've decided you were off the mark, it's always been a useful exercise.
I did not take exception to anything you said in your OT - it's a sadly complicated situation with no easy solution and I really appreciate that you (and other people) cared enough to post about it.
I AM worried about my Mum, especially as it turns out my sister is too - and generally she only sees the "nicey nicey" side of her. Mum's always bitched about Dad and me to her, but I think that's what is concerning Laura is that Mum's complaints and excuses for her behaviour are getting more spurious. She said that she's worried Mum will only get worse from now on and that she's becoming like Nanny. Now given Laura was pretty much Nanny's favourite (she didn't know my sister ever dated a BLACK MAN) that's pretty insightful. I caught most of Nan's vitriol by being too skinny/ too fat/ too spendthrift/ too miserly with my presents and every other damn thing she could make up.
Anyway - I actually went into the living room tonight to show off my 99p top from eBay. Mum spoke to me directly, "When did that arrive?" Allowing me an easy answer - today - and a request that Mia should be shut away so Diz could come out.
The ice is definitely broken. I won't presume to join them yet though.
I did leave a note on the kitchen table to say they had all the ingredients for Carbonara if they want me to cook it tomorrow night.
I'm doing all I can.
Five days with nothing but online communication is such a grim place to be.
And no, I don't count, "Fries with that?"
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