Tag Archives: Grandmother

A Month With Mom – Part 12 – Gossip Girl

My mother loves to gossip.  She loves to spread gossip.  She loves to receive gossip.  If you are familar with the musical “The Music Man” at all she is one of the “Pick A little, Talk A Little Women” She would go to the community pool under the pretext of watching my sisters swim. If

A Month With Mom – Part 8 – In Oregon

While I lived in Oregon, a lot of my life was peaceful on the family front.  I only spoke to my mother maybe a dozen times tops while I lived there.   I didn’t have to deal with her drama on a weekly or daily basis.  I was 2500 miles away and it was easy to

A Month With Mom – Part 6 – Shop-a-holic

During this time where really my mother was in complete financial distress and squeaking by.  However she couldn’t stop buying frivolous things at all. She was glued to the home shopping channel, when she didn’t have the money to buy something out right she would jump on their payment plan. When she was really excited

Online Activity for 2008-10-31

My complete and daily online activity for you to go all voyeuristic on. Yesterday 6:52am Happy Halloween 8:11am Creeva posted an item on Diigo. Happy Halloween | Creeva’s World 2.0 8:11am Creeva updated their status on Facebook. Brent New Blog Entry – Happy Halloween http://ping.fm/eJd1O. 8:11am Creeva posted an item on Koornk. New Blog Entry

My Grandmother Hurt Herself Last Week

Last week it seems my grandmother fell and cracked her tail bone. No one told me. I’m am very unhappy about that. My sister told me last night at the VCMA practice. I had stopped by my grandparent’s house last night before practice, but no one was home. I then stopped over at one of

My Estranged Mother E-mails Me to Say – I Told You So

Earlier this week this email (it’s been edited to protect names- edits in italics) showed up in my inbox: Hi Brent.. I just want to know that I miss talking to you.  I am thrilled for you and XIE as you await the birth of your new little son.  I remember when the two of

King of the Circus

Picture from here I was King of the Circus.  Seriously.   When I was somewhere between four and six my mother won a radio contest where we got free tickets to see Barnum and Bailey’s Circus at the Richfield Coliseum.  Part of this prize pack included the child being crowned King or the Circus – I