TEN, there's a lot of freakin' reckoning going on... And, how dare you intrude on Grandmother's booty call!
I've just learned this morning that she has consented to have a meal with us this evening. After dinner, however, she's heading back to boyfriend's house to shack up with him again.
Change of plans. I've just learned that grandmother has bailed on us once again. She is uninterested in going if it's going to rain. Forecast says that it will rain all day.
I wonder if she knows we didn't plan to eat outside or take her on a picnic.
Hmmmmmmm. Boyfriend must have made a better offer.
Now I have to come up with my own dinner. Too bad Chick-Fil-A is closed on Sundays.
