Wednesday, August 26, 2009
So, my Grandmother is dead. She passed peacefully on morphine, which I am very thankful for. My Father, weirdly, had her cremated without telling anyone so there has yet to be closure for family members. I have lived long enough to realize that everyone's family is dysfunctional on some level, but, honest to God, mine often wins when I do comparisons.
I know that many that pass by my page are patiently waiting for some snippet of erotica...something tantalizing and provocative...something CharliB-ish. Sorry, I really am so depleted right now that putting my shirt on frontways is a challenge.
Did I mention that my husband has asked me to leave the house by the beginning of next week?