I am actually back again

I am back. I was just uninspired by the end of last week. This week I begin with a sad post. What the hell has this tome become as I dump my "sadness" on y'all? Then again, it is sad AND it is life, so there is no separating the two.



Our neighbour, former neighbour, (she did move down the street) passed away on Friday. It was not unexpected. She was only 54 (but looked a lot and seemed a lot older) but was riddled with cancer. She was a smoker, which did not help, with a number of health, both physical and mental, issues. She was very nice though.



She lived the life of a bit of a shlepper. She was divorced and had a daughter, an unruly daughter, that was NEVER disciplined and with her issues had her father help her out financially. When he died, he left everything to her, so she inherited enough to move out of her rental house, buy one down the street, renovate it and move in.



She had not been feeling well, but though it was bursitis. She had a scan done and was riddled with bone cancer. Even in palliative care, she seemed to think that she would be going home. The daughter was in complete denial (and acting like her wild and crazy self, so her father had to come and remove her mother's car so she would not drive it) and refused to visit. She was dragged down later last week to say goodbye to her mother. Who knows what will become of her or how her mother left her the money as she is not responsible enough to deal with it.



It is a sad situation. It is also life.



On a happier note, the Lad had a banner day on the basketball court on Saturday. Of course, his team was twice the size of their opponents. It was a rout and the Lad scored a good quarter of his teams points during the game. He had some easy shots and hit them. Always makes me proud.



We had Indian food at a friend's home that night. The next day the Wife was complaining about Rupinder's revenge. She paid a price for her okra (damn slimy pod vegetable--it is what makes gumbo so gummy). It was good, though.



Tonight, I have "Momma's Boys" to look forward to. Reality television at its best and worst all in one neat little package.



Ciao!