Friday was Oldest Son’s girlfriend’s birthday, so this Grandma had two little ones spending the night. At this point, the best thing about Grandma’s house is all the computers, and beg and beg did they to ‘play game’. They are both potty-training, and were brought to me with underwear and no pull-ups. So, my first act of...

I don’t know about the rest of you, but it seems to me that those Economic Stimulus checks Georgie is passing out need to be saved for use at the gas pumps here directly if we want to go anywhere by any other means than on foot. Granted, here in Tulsa, we have the lower end of the scale of gas prices, but we always have (at least as long as I’ve lived...

In the continuing saga of Adopted Son, Thursday evening came and he called wanting me to come pick him up. I asked if his mom had shown up yet, and he said she hadn’t, but that she should be there in an hour or so. I told him I wasn’t coming to get him until I’d talked to his mother, so he said he’d call when she got in. He asked me if I still...

It doesn’t take long for me these days to get a belly full of being taken advantage of, manipulated or used. I spent so many years offering my dignity up on a silver platter in exchange for the unattainable (the love and respect of someone who couldn’t love or respect himself) that if the situation even starts to look lopsided, I call,...

Ironically, we are celebrating Oklahoma’s Centennial this year. To wind up a year of celebration with a bang, Mother Nature delivers the worst ice storm on record for our state. A cool 45% of the state lost power in this storm, and over 6,000 linemen and other utility people came running to our rescue, some arriving as early as last Monday night. Our power...

Ok, maybe I won’t ever “get it”. I just don’t get how a certain someone could consider it any kind of evil-doing on my part to send his daughter to stay the weekend with him. I just don’t get how I end up in the bitch category for that. Particularly when we have no power and he does. Yes, I have been known to whine and moan about what a...

Well, I declared that back on June 21, 1981 when I was shanghaied and dumped moved here. But I was 17 at the time and had a bad attitude. And as I’ve stated before, I’ve had plenty of time to leave, so I try to keep my disparaging remarks to a minimum. But this declaration does warm my vengeful heart just a tad. So, to celebrate our newly declared status,...

If Oldest Son (fyi: 20 yrs old) doesn’t start showing some true initiative about getting a job, I’m going to come un-F*CKING-done. He’s got such a negative self-concept and world view, and it’s making him such a freeloader. AAAARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH! (Thank you – I really needed that!) Every time I ask him about what he’s doing...

Oldest Son is having some difficulty in making the adjustment to being back under Mama’s roof. In fact, more than some…try a whole truckload. It’s quite entertaining to me that he assumes because he’s now ‘of age’ that somehow gives him the right to make rules and, even more cheeky – ignore rules in my house. NOT. I know...

Strange title, I know, but ’twas my response to OldestSon when he asked why SecondSon was having a friend spend the night tonight. OldestSon moved back ‘home’ three weeks ago (which goes about 60% of the way toward explaining my absence of late), so now, on top of all the drama he brings with him, I have the inimitable pleasure of explaining how you...