So….I got some disturbing news this morning.
Or at least, disturbing to me.
My cousin, her son and her “boyfriend/father of child” are moving to M’boro.
For those of you who knew me in band back in high school maybe you’ll recall little miss Amber. She was the one who threw a fit at one of the Tuesday Night things after rehersal. She’s three years younger than me, an only child and a spoiled brat.
This is a girl who has never had a problem with lying to get attention. And these are not simply the small kind. This is saying that your mother is dead and your grandmother raised you kind of lies.
I’ve never forgiven her for the way she treated Nana and Papaw when she came out to visit that infamous summer. She treated them as though they were beneath her. I’m sorry, you don’t treat loving grandparents that way. I doubt she ever apologized to Papaw before he died and if she apologizes to Nana it will only be so she can drain her of money or something else.
Also, secondhand or used items are not good enough for Amber. No used cars for her. And her car she’d had since graduation wasn’t good enough for her 6 years later even if it was in great condition.
As for her mother skills…..well, let’s just say that if you and the father’s child proceed to slug it out and beat each other bloody until you are hauled away by the police…and all this in front of your young son, I’m not going to think much of you as a parent.
See, there’s three of us grandchildren. Me, my lil bro, and Amber. I’m the oldest, Amber the middle and Travis the youngest. I didn’t know it but apparently there has always been competition between us all.
*blinkblink* Who knew?
It seems Amber was determined to beat me to having the first great-grandchild.
You know, Amber, you can take that and run with it. I don’t think you were ready for Aidan. In fact, I know you weren’t. You’ve put that kid through some tough times already, all of which could have been prevented if you weren’t such a selfish, stupid little bitch.
*sighs* Now that I’ve gotten that out….
I’ve asked my mom to not give out my phone number or address to her.
I want nothing to do with her. I realize it will mean I’ll never be a part of Aidan’s life but you know, I don’t think she’d want that anyway.
Part of me hopes she reads this and realizes that there is a part of the family that has basically disowned her. The rest of me doesn’t care.
I just wish she would have stayed in fucking Illinois.
I think that’s the end of my rant. At least I hope so…I have more orders to work on.
