Here are my boring notes of boring events in my boring life:
2231. The boy left after Maw read TWO of his cards (because he couldn’t decide which one he liked). He was troubled/disturbed the whole time at home and at church. This was due to his ambivalence in his marriage to the Twit. Maw sensed with her uncanny ability to know something was wrong with her/the boy. She was right. The stubborn Twit planned not to stay long or visit AND not even for the boy’s sake/his family. I sensed that she doesn’t know what she is doing and doesn’t like treating the boy’s wound (i.e. a leftover boil from an ingrown hair at the bottom of the nape (left).
2203. Was sitting toward back-most left pew of the parish hall with the Squirrel. Couldn’t continue singing “Hail Queen of Heaven” upon entrance of “graven image” of the Virgin Mary/Mother statue diffused in blue-white spotlight via the wide-screen television. Suffered friggin’ stuffy, hot, humid indoor air while spooky old lady (which I later found out was Filipina) kept coughing/spewing her crap behind the both of us. That was number seven of demons bugging the sh!t out of us en route to the OLP Shrine — cars would cut in front of me, one car stopped suddenly after lurching/trying to turn right from stop sign and other anomalies. Saw/met Bert’s wife, Gloria, and then Mathilda and Arsenio, who didn’t see me, outdoors prior/during procession.
1515. Auntie Babe was the only one that returned the call/greeting that Maw left on their voicemail message. Malouse (14:36), Maldeath (14:34) and the Chingster (14:38) didn’t return the voicemail.
1442. Later Maw called out to greet other mothers and managed to speak with Bella, who was with her dying mother of over 80 years old off Toyon.
1434. Maw called Maldeath because the boy shared an FB greeting done about one hour or so ago: Happy Mother’s Day Ate Fely!
To my stupid relatives: the boy does NOT always share the crap via FB. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Pick up the damn phone and call our main landline (since 1976) because your Ate and Kuya do NOT have computer access and I do NOT use the FB account. I hate you all! Damn dummies!
1441. Maw left
1438.
1358. The damn Twit left to drive her “friends” to the airport. Maw and Paw had finished hosing down the Charbroiler.
1331. Auntie Norma was the first relative to greet Maw on Mother’s Day.
~1000. Paw had set up the Charbroil grill and set a wooden plank underneath the “rear” because the concrete slab in our backyard is angled to drain off rain water.
0929. The Squirrel called and greeting his Maw. Later, Maw tried to tell him it’s okay to come over (or not) to help barbeque fish, chicken and steak for Mother’s Day. He said: “Sure.” The next thing he said was: “You’re a mean mother.” Maw was about to explode but told the dummy that poor choice of word was NOT acceptable because “mean” mothers would neglect their kids by leaving them hungry, unclothed and homeless. Alas, the disturbed one started to defend himself and tried to absolve the sin of the Twit. The tactic didn’t work because he was NOT in a position to fight: “I don’t want to fight anymore.” This discussion went on for 18:04 minutes.
Maw tried to tell him that Chinese is rude and the wrong women. But he cannot bring himself to tell the truth about her misdeeds in the past AND present. He claimed that he is only a “middleman”, which is false because in-law are NOT to cross the spouse. It is up to the SPOUSE to correct bad behavior in/of the in-laws.
0910. Was watching “State of the Union with Candy Crowley” (CNN). Heard Senator John Coryn discuss, “Same-Sex Marriage On The Spotlight” and how “Romney Apologies For Alleged Bullying” on a “Report: Victim Cried, Screamed For Help”.
“We should focus on jobs and the economy.” ~Senator John Coryn. He is correct. Issues on contraception, same-sex marriage, illegal immigration, voter identifications and pals are NOT as important as jobs and the economy. Thank you.
0900. The Twit called/left a voicemail message, which Paw had NOT yet reviewed or deleted.
0800. Natividad called first to greet Maw on Mother’s Day. But it was to troll for places for her and her daughter Cindy to eat out for lunch, which was to be Hyatt. I wondered why she didn’t mention her son Jeffrey.
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