Today was yet another busy one. After Paw harvested and Maw dehydrated permission fruits, we traveled up north (East Bay) to deliver bags of these fruits to our relatives. Prior to take-off, I helped dial-out to Auntie Malou, who complained about her rheumatoid arthritis and autoimmune treatments, and then to Uncle Rudy, who already told day he has persimmon fruits and chayote squash, and then to Auntie Norma, who was waiting for Uncle Edong to drive/visit the graves of their parents later on during lunch today.
At 1100 am, we headed out. The first stop was Auntie Norma, who gave us one bag of Bong-Jing’s delicious veggie egg-rolls to deep-fry later on and a recycled gift tote of RECYCLED goodies – two Crunch slabs of mini-chocolate bars, one box of Twin Dragon Almond Cookies, and one “Dried Green Mangoes” from Profood International Corp. Maw stayed in the car and SLEPT while Paw and I delivered the bags to her. Of course, I made Maw step out of the car; and so both hollered their greetings from afar. The old lady didn’t recognize my colored hair and was hesitant to open the front door to me initially. My bad!
Our next pit-stop was Uncle Rudy. He’s nasty and kept spitting into the front bush off the empty/right side. He evaded our glances and refused to return our hugs. To to cousin Shill, your mother Ching is correct – DO NOT HUG – these entities! His pock-marked face is still give me the creeps and reminds me of a demon. All he did was brag about being in the KofC (of which I took five photos, which are now being uploaded into my online/paid cloud accounts) and the choir, which he admitted to NOT being able to sing but just to fill-in the empty spots! This reminds me of our main choir! OMG! I know now why Ruchille has a baby-sitter, whom I though was the grandmother of the 4 year old boy! That living arrangement gives me the creeps – you know, Babe working well into her 72 years while the husband and her are alone?! His elder sister is in school. And Rod was going to visit later on but we left.
Then at around 1511 pm, we came home to a screaming match with psycho-divorced nutter. To the SJPD, do NOT doubt me. I will continue to log these incidences and expect the NSA to take heed with regards to these entities, who may snap and do my family and moi harm. And well, that’s NOT nice! Alright? Good!
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