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?

Jeez, Nora. Sorry you have to deal with all that. I agree, your letter is way nicer than I would have been.

Good luck, Pix.

~ma to folks that need it. I...don't even remember what all I read in the thread catching up. Spent the afternoon in a mall with smonster and her sister, shopping for a suit for smonster. I'm not good with malls. Life energy gone. But hey! smonster got a suit.

cereal:

WTFF, indeed, craigslist? Did your freecycle thing post?

I forgot to give you packing peanuts. Will do tomorrow.

Since I am tired and I suspect my tact filter is not working right now: Nora, I agree with David, and I think your cousin is being astonishingly selfish and grabby.

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

Oh, I'd say it goes far beyond shitty.

Freecycle did post. And I think I missed hitting a "continue" button. I r stupid.

I say "Too bad, so sad" to cousin. Unless you want to go the Cee Lo route.

Also (having re-read Nora's original post about the horrible cousin), since your grandmother gave you the punch bowl SIX YEARS AGO, and your cousin is bringing it up now? Tell her no, tell her your grandmother gave it to YOU, and that is the end of the matter.

And because I am frequently Not A Nice Person: I think you should get the hope chest, too.

(This is where I give thanks that I am an only child, and there's only one cousin I am in touch with.)

I'm a little ragey right now. First, my bro and I came up with a plan about how we were dealing with Memorial Day drama, everyone seemed on board. My brother is barbecuing at mom's, so he would drop the food off in the morning, then pick up my mother and we would meet at Arlington. This made sense because my brother was already going to be there, and I needed to get a parking pass at Arlington (he has a pass already). So, I would get the pass and meet them, and no one had to sit around and wait.

So, my mother calls today and asks for "a favor". She doesn't want to ride with my brother. I tell her that it doesn't make any sense, she counters with "I don't ask you to go out of your way very often" (@@ eleventy billion) So, I have to go EARLY to her place and deal with this shit.

Then, I go to pick up my BCP prescription, which was called in wrong (and has resulted in cramping and spotting for the past week) only to find that they have called it in wrong AGAIN. After I fucking read off the motherfucking package!!! And they have the right meds in stock, but will only dispense EXACTLY what was called in. And, I am going out of town next week, and it is oh so fun to randomly cramping and spotting at a conference!!!

RAGE.

Fucking rage indeed. Maybe Vortex should get the punchbowl.

This:

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.

Made me smile. One of my most treasured things from my gramma is her porcelain commode (with lid!) full of her curlers. She used to let me play with them and put them in my hair and hers. It sat on a doily on top of her dresser, which I also have.

t makes grabby hands at all your stuff