Friday, August 17, 2012

Frustrated Part Two

After all the unnecessary angst, the trip to Chicago was very very nice.  My mom was in heaven being with so much of her extended family that she doesn't see much anymore.  And it was nice for me to get to know some family I never really knew at all.  The drive was not too long but kind of boring (straight and nothing to see but a lot of cornfields).  My dad did very well with the people we hired to come in and check in on him, and my aunt and uncle came by to see him several times.  All in all, everything turned out beautifully.

Aunt Lucy's 90th birthday party was held at an Italian restaurant in Naperville and was just lovely.  The food was delicious, the desserts were to die for, and Aunt Lucy had a wonderful time.  She was so surprised by all who had come from out of town.  There were pictures of her throughout the years from very young until now.  Balloons that said 90 years old on them.  She wore a lovely corsage.  On every table were placards with things that happened the year she was born.  No detail was left out.  It was really special.




And then it happened.  The fucking bitch cousin of mine who was not invited because she's a fucking bitch and is always getting in people's faces and causing trouble (and she's 48 years old!!) found out about the party.  How?  The bitch was snooping around on my Facebook page.  She is not on my friends list and I have my FB page set to friends only, so I don't know how she did it, but she saw a post I made about being in Chicago for my aunt's 90th birthday party.  Can you even guess what she did with this information?  I bet you can't.  Because normal people don't think this way or react this way.  She called up 90 year old Aunt Lucy and SCREAMED at her.  She ripped her up one side and down the other about not being invited to the party.  She blamed her, she blamed my aunts son, she blamed my mother (!!), she blamed everyone but herself and her own fucked up behavior.  She succeeded in upsetting Aunt Lucy greatly, but did not succeed in causing any regrets.  In fact Aunt Lucy got a big dose of why it was the right move not inviting her.  And she said that no matter what that fucked up bitch says, she cannot take away the beautiful time she had.  OK, Aunt Lucy didn't call her a fucked up bitch, but I don't know what else to call her.  Aunt Lucy said it was the best day of her life and nothing can take that away from her.

I can't remember if I have mentioned this before, but this is the cousin who lived with my Grandma and made her last years so miserable.  She would yell at my Grandma that way, for no reason, and there was never anything we could do about it because my Grandma always defended her.  It made me crazy.  The woman is seriously disturbed and I hate her fucking guts.  And whenever I think she is out of my life for good, that we have no more to tie us to each other, she comes back into our lives like a cockroach.  A diseased, disgusting cockroach.  She even had the audacity to tell Aunt Lucy that my mom and I turned everyone against her.  Yeah we did that.  It has nothing to do with the fact that she's a psycho hell bitch.  Seriously, like I have the time or inclination to bother turning anyone against anyone else.  It's the rantings of a lunatic.

At any rate, I don't know what happens from here.  Something?  Nothing?  I don't know.  Aunt Lucy's son may want to take it up with her and quite frankly if I wouldn't blame him.  The mind boggles at someone who would bitch out a 90 year old who merely attended her own surprise party and was not a part of the invitation sending.

And with that, I turn my rant off and leave you with a song that reminds me of my darling psycho hell bitch of a cousin..


11 comments:

  1. I am laughing because your rant is hilarious but I feel sad for your Aunt. No one, especially not a birthday girl, deserves to have someone like that close by on their birthday. It is terrible how some people think that the world should revolve around them... those people don't really need to be in our lives. They have nothing but crap memories to bring along with them.

    Anyways, Happy Belated Birthday to your Aunt!

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    1. She definitely thinks the world owes her something. I think the only thing she deserves is committed!

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  2. How awful for your aunt and also for all of you there to make sure your Aunt had a wonderful birthday. Some people cannot see further than their own nose. I know exactly what it is like. I have a sister-in-law the same. You never know when she will turn on you.

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    1. It's sad isn't it? People like that, I have no use for.

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  3. Happy Birthday to Aunt Lucy! What a milestone! I am so glad your mum and you had a chance to make the trip together.

    As for the nasty phone calls? That is why there is an off button on phones. Click! :D

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  4. Happy Birthday to Aunt Lucy! What an achievement ! And you know what: there is always someone to spoil the happiness. It is a matter of learning to ignore him or her.

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  5. I must say I've never enjoyed reading a rant as much (is that bad?..sorry, but I really enjoyed the brutal honesty). Your cousin is truly psycho to say the least. And man, too bad I'm no longer in Chicago. We used to live close to Naperville and yeah, Magianno's is a good resto to have wholesome family fun in! Happy Birthday to Aunt Lucy!!

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  6. I am happy for your aunt Lucy for her achievement, auguri on her 90th birthday! And what a lovely surprise party!

    As for your cousin: love the brutal honesty of your rant and wish I could do the same. I have a cousin who must be a siamese twin to yours, you are welcome to have her!

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  7. Love your loyalty and obvious kindness, especially in the setting of such a horrible, horrible person as your cousin. I have a few of those too and can relate to the hatred, although mine usually sort of dissipates after a while to the point where I can still be in the same room with a relative I once despised. The trick (for me anyway) is to repeat to myself that the person is damaged and thus is someone who deserves my pity, as well as keep the conversation neutral and the time spent in their company to no longer than 10 minutes. Anything longer and controversy is bound to happen because I'm usually having an internal battle where one part of my brain is screaming at the pitying part of my brain to attack and let the person know they aren't "getting away with anything". Then there is this other part that tells me to get over it, move on, live and let live; I cannot control other people's actions, only my reactions - all that bumper sticker/pop psychology/cliché stuff one tells oneself. Bumper sticker wisdom can only get you so far though, hence the time limit I have given myself.

    Anyway, add my best wishes to Aunt Lucy as well. I think we should always honour those who have lived so long, no matter what kind of life they lived and are living (unless they were sociopaths/psychopaths - probably shouldn't promote that behavior with a celebratory cake) because living a long life is, in a way, an accomplishment all on its own. :-)

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  8. Wow. That kind of anger can eat away at your insides....

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  9. Does the drama ever end?!!! Don't answer that. I can't believe she abused your 90 year old Aunt and tortured your Grandma. :(

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