Oh, my tits have never been so sore! I can’t wait till my period comes and relieves them.

The weather has changed practically overnight. I guess we had some rain and it’s so much cooler. It’s barely over 60º. This house is gonna be chilly tonight.

I called over at Andy’s a little while ago. Laura, who’s there during the daytime, said they all took off, but she doesn’t know where.

We opened our predictions for April 1st, and naturally, I got all mine right. He got 2 half right, 3 right and 4 wrong. Here are the ones he got half right:

1. The back room is still clear.

2. You are tired and cranky.

3. I love you!

4. Here are the ones he got right:

5. We have a little more money than we had at the beginning of the year.

6. We have been swimming this year.

7. Here are the ones he got wrong:

8. You are pregnant.

9. We have a web page of our very own.

10. The garden is doing well.

11. You are wrong about your main predictions.

Anyway, I was really furious as I thought about the uncles again last night. Then I got a bit furious at mom and dad. Parents are supposed to be on their kid’s side, whether their kids are grown-up or not. My point is, is that I wouldn’t have anything to do with anyone, whether they were brother or sister-in-law or not, who hated my kids. I mean, if I knew that Tammy or Larry didn’t like my kid and wouldn’t talk to them, whether or not they had a legit reason, I wouldn’t want a damn thing to do with them. And the same goes for Tom. One must accept my family as a whole, whether there were 2 of us or 20 of us.

Another thing that pisses me off about mom and dad is that they don’t realize that it wasn’t just me who wronged the uncles. And if they ever did realize this, what the uncles did was acceptable, as far as they’re concerned.

And of course, if I were living back there still and if it was my kid who died, Ronnie wouldn’t have shown up at my place or anyone else’s about it. As long as he’s stuck in the past, I may as well be too, therefore I’d be glad that he didn’t show up, cuz I’d kill him. And yet mom and dad go on and on about being stuck in the past. Well, of course in their opinion, the aunts and uncles not having anything to do with Tammy and I is OK. And perfectly just and acceptable, cuz only we did wrong and not them.

I thought Larry hated Ronnie as much as Tammy and I do and I guess they weren’t very close for a while, according to Tammy, but now they get along. They must somewhat, or else Ronnie wouldn’t have been there.

What kind of an uncle, though, would glare at his own niece? All cuz of something that happened 9 or 10 years ago?

Well, I told mom, dad and Tammy just how I feel too, and I also told them that I don’t expect things to change cuz of it and that that was the last time I’d bring it up.

I think that pig works days and is off on weekends, so by next Monday, we should see if there’s a difference, but like I said, he ain’t gonna do shit about it and if he did, it wouldn’t do any good. And if it did do any good, God will stick something else on me. It usually takes about 4 days after doing something that’s wrong in God’s eyes for me to do, before he dishes out whatever punishment he’s gonna give me, so I guess that by the end of the week or the weekend, I’ll be in for it.

I wasted my time typing my chat with Tammy in here when all I had to do was copy and paste it. Oh well. Next time I’ll know.

Andy just called. Marla and Timmy are napping and he and Brian were just hanging out, but they will probably be here early this evening. I hope their visit doesn’t get in the way of my chatting with Tammy tonight. I don’t think it will. I think they’ll be here at around 7:00 and Tammy and I were gonna chat around 5:00.

Later...

In the article titled Truck Crash Takes Life of Agawam Youth, it spoke highly of Larry Jr. Larry says he was so much more than a son but his best friend as well.

He was said to be calm and reflective after a 32-hour vigil beside little Larry at the hospital while he wore a bandage on his head from minor wounds sustained when the truck rolled over.

Larry said they were taking the truck to East Hartford to have some work done on it. He had an infection in his lungs, started coughing until he blacked out, and the truck flipped over. The last thing he said was, “I love you.”

Then it goes on to say that the police were still investigating and that he wanted to give little Larry the business someday.