There are things of my father's and mother's that I'd have liked, including holdovers from previous relatives that were the house. But I wasn't there when the house was emptied, wasn't going to be able to be, so I had no dog in that hunt. The biggest thing, my father's class ring, came to me in the end.

The wheel, it turns.

That's the nasty version, Nora? Wow. It's nicer than my super-nice version would be.

Seriously. That's the least nasty nasty letter I have ever read. As a nasty letter-writer, Nora, you are an abject failure.

Incidentally, it's a beautiful and moving letter and should cause her to feel sick in the pit of her stomach the next time she looks in the mirror. Don't make it one bit nicer, just send it as is.

I admire your abject failure at nastiness, Nora. May I, one day, be as nasty as you are.

My letter? WOuld have read like this:

What up, cuz?

She gave it to me. Get over it. Your hair is stupid. And I live in New Orleans because it is awesome and so am I. You would never get on here.

Furthermore, hookers and blow, bitch. Hookers and blow.

Signed, Awesome Nora What Has the Punchbowl

Yeah, Nora, I don't get why you're giving it back if your grandma gave it to you.

Because allegedly she promised it to the cousin. Here's the bitchfacey email:

I definitely would like the hope chest that you mentioned. Thank you for offering it to me. In terms of the punch bowl set, I did tell Grandma that I wanted it. She offered it to me since I was young, always saying she wanted me to have it. She always told me that it had been her mother's, and that she wanted me to have it as her first female off-spring. We discussed it several times, and I always told her I would like it. I don't care about any monetary/financial value, but it has great sentimental value to me. We all know that Grandma was getting forgetful in the last few years, so maybe she didn't remember our discussions and that I had confirmed I wanted it, I don't know. I won't ask for much from her estate, but like I said, that has tremendous sentimental value to me, so I really would like to have it. I'm sure Nora will understand, esp. since Grandma had repeatedly told me that she had wanted me to have it. I know I would understand if the situation were reversed. I think my dad said that the estate is paying for things to be shipped, so I'm sure Nora can take it somewhere to be carefully packaged up and shipped to me safely (at no cost to her). Thank you in advance to you and Nora for your help in getting this treasured item to me, and for understanding.

Because allegedly she promised it to the cousin.

Well, tough shit, she actually did give it to you.

Who knows what she said to the cousin. Sounds like she promised it to more than one person, but actually gave it to you. Cousin can and should fuck off.

I like the way you think, David.

Yeah, I'm sorry, pulling out the "Grandma was getting forgetful" card is just shitty.

Sounds to me like grandma was forgetful when she promised it to the cousin.

If, in fact, she did. Hmph.

I like Aims' letter. Plus, NOLA mos def has punch to be bowled. And I don't think your letter was nasty at all. But you know, you do what you feel is right.

I got some stuff of my grandma's that others didn't because she let me go through stuff before I left for Peace Corps, but when other people said, "hey, I wanted that!" I gave it to them. Like her silver-plated cocktail shaker, or the monogrammed pilsner glasses. She's been bugging us all to take stuff and/or literally put our name on things, so that when she dies all this won't happen. I've had my name on the red velvet couch for about fifteen years, although now that I have three pets I'm pondering the smartness of that. I got what I wanted most, which was a set of Georges Redon prints from the guest bathroom [link] . From my other grandma, I got all I wanted, too, which was one of her hair curlers. She used to let us take her curlers out when we were kids, we loved doing it.

Win - thanks to the laser shopping focus of my sister, and the patience of amyth, I found an interview suit for under $100. Macy's FTW.

Fail - came home to find that I had foolishly left out Frankie's bag, and he had eaten all the treats. And then he snarfed down cat food with my back turned. So, no food for him tonight.

More fail - still no Craigslist confirmation posts! In either mail account? WTFF?