February 20, 2013
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Poor Chewlee, Buttmunch Heard From….
TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM
I overslept today by almost an hour. When I awoke and saw the time, I realized that I had about 10 minutes until Chewlee’s bus would be there. I woke the poor baby up, dressed her while she was protesting and got her out into the living room. She was hungry but I knew she would be fed at school. I was looking for a quick snack for her when the bus pulled up and I had to get her out the door. She went out and made the bus but when I checked what the outside temperature was, it was only 20 degrees. I had been asking the Princess to get a jacket to her for two days but she never showed up at the school on Tuesday nor at our house. So poor Chewlee has been at school for two days without her backpack and the teacher’s folder. Today, she had to go to school without any money for her snack.
After Chewlee was on her way to school, I sent an email to the Princess about all of it. I told her that I knew she was injured but the ball was in her park at this point. I think she had to have known I was angry. I hate the idea of Chewlee being embarrassed or hurt that she can’t get a snack with her class AND that her folder hasn’t been at school for her teacher to note her behavior. That doesn’t include the fact that it’s been damn cold for the past couple days and Chewlee may be *tough* but she’s just a little girl. She’s not THAT tough. My heart broke this morning that *I* had failed her along with her mother. Tonight she will be home. I just wonder what she’s thinking. I hope her mother got to the school in time for her snack and she finally got her folder to her teacher. I won’t even discuss the jacket since I truly believe that Chewlee has several in the lost and found but she won’t, for some reason, go check for them. I think it might be because she doesn’t remember what the lost ones look like. That’s something the Princess should probably do.
Buttmunch has been heard from. She called her brother, Marcus Aurelius. I think she did that because she’s too embarrassed to call Mustachio. He’s the one that has taken her in more than once plus he gave them traveling money twice and bought Buttmunch the new bike. That doesn’t even count the tent he bought for their travels. Anyway, she’s at a battered women’s center while her face heals up and she’s fit to look for a job. She likes the area and intends to stay, for a while at least. But we know she’s alive and well, sort of. Phew!
A LOT of states (18 in all, I understand) are in for the snowstorm of the year for the next few days. Our area of the country is due for rain. Our poor ground is already so saturated that you sink down into it when you have to walk across the yard for any reason. So, yeah, I guess we are as ready for THAT as we could be. You can’t stop the rain any more than you can stop the snow. We all will be hunkering down for the next few days. I’m just glad the Beast made it to the store tonight and got some snacks, more milk and bread and we are set. I thought it was funny that he bought more orange juice until I read that this stuff had pulp in it. He loves that. What he bought two days ago didn’t have any. That’s okay with me. I can drink both but Chewlee doesn’t like the pulp in her orange juice.
Love you all. Hope you’re ready for what’s coming. Stay off the streets unless absolutely necessary. It’s not going to be a good time for businesses, that’s for sure. Stay warm and/or stay dry.
Comments (4)
Yeah, I guess there is NO OTHER REASON she might reach out to me….
What the fuck???
Am I so far removed from this family that you can’t envision that she might actually TRUST me more than someone who broke her fucking ribs?? (I seem to recall a similar circumstance).
Don’t mind my ranting, I’ll just take a seat in the back here with the rest of the black sheep. Do me a favor…at least explain your complete derision to me in the will. I’d like to die knowing how I earned your ire.
This shit is getting really fucking old.
Oh, I am so sorry, son. It’s not that she doesn’t trust you, it’s just that she has up to this point always called Mustachio. Even AFTER the rib incident, which, BTW, was just caused by his pushing her away from himself and her tripping. Ann told that to me and so I believe it. You have not earned any ire of mine, I just really figured she knew she had milked M. for all he was willing to put out and so she was going to try to get more from you than sympathy. Sorry I didn’t explain myself. I know she trusts you but we also know she can be very conniving. I love you. Again, sorry.
I have been sitting here wondering where all that anger came from. Are you wishing I would die? I don’t think I ever gave you reason to think I thought of you as a black sheep. If anything, you have been my favorite for many, many years. Are you so angry at me that you don’t want to see me? I need to know before I make my trip up North to see my brother and sisters. I had planned on stopping to spend a day with you. Please let me know if I am going to be welcome.
I also think that your sister has done a lot of damage in this family and I am very angry with that. I hate all this damned drama going on. She is also now married to a guy that seems much like your dad when we were young. She’s going to have to find a way out of that now. I don’t know if she is up to it really but only time will tell.
Meantime, remember this when you think I am slighting you…..I love you very much and hate to see you drawn into this mess at all. Just be careful, son. I know you love your sister but she’s not thinking straight lately. And she has a way of turning events into half-truths. She has a way of using us all.
God no….nothing like that. I simply reacted badly. (too much drink perhaps). I saw insult where I probably shouldn’t have. Forgive me.@bratsis -