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 I am not at liberty to talk about most of it, but  I can relate just a little.  First of all, Grandson is going to live with his father for at least a semester and maybe until he graduates from high school.  His father is coming next week with a u-haul to get his bedroom set and personal belongings.ÂÂ
DD1 has decided that he needs a stronger hand than she can provide him now.
That was the first shocker that greeted me when I returned home.
It also appears that I will be looking for a new place to live in the very near future.  It has nothing to do with problems between DD1 and me. She has just decided to downsize to an apartment.ÂÂ
Secondly, and I had intended not to blog about this; however, due to developments that have happened since I returned home,  I have changed my mind.
First, let me state that my son-in-law has not even looked for a job since the family moved back to Texas.  He is just living off my daughter, playing golf two or three times a week.  That burns me up, needless to say.
While I was down there, she had to go to Dallas for a meeting at their offices there.  He decided to go along to play golf while she was at her meeting. ÂÂ
Without consulting with me, he called his mother, who lives halfway between where they live and Dallas to see if they could drop off the girls for the day.  He also made arrangements for Big Sis to stay four days. ÂÂ
That irritated me, because that was four of my days that I would not be able to be with her, but I let it pass.
When Holly found out, she asked if that was all right with the girls.  He said that it was.  However, Little Buddy announced that she was not going--that she was going to stay with me.
"I don't get to see Memaw that often, and I"M STAYING HERE," she announced.
"That's fine," Holly said.
Bevan started to say something, but thought better of going against Holly.
That day, after they left, Little Buddy told me that Daddy had told her to call 911 in case I fell or passed out.  Now, I have never fallen in my life.  I did pass out once at their home after I had been sick all week with a virus.  One of the medications I was taking ran my blood pressure down.
Later, in the day, I asked Little Buddy if she had remembered to turn off the TV in the play room.  It is a plasma and cannot be left on to hibernate as it will ruin it.
"I can't remember," she replied.
"Would you run upstairs and check for me, please?"
"I don't want to;  besides Daddy said for me not to let you boss me around," she replied.
Talk about something just going all over me!  That did.  I was furious.
When they returned, I immediately called Bevan aside and asked him just what he thought he was doing, deliberately undermining my authority with Little Buddy and concerning her that I might fall or pass out.
He tried to pass the first off as a joke; then he tried to deny even saying it; but I double-checked with Little Buddy the next day.  She said that Daddy said something about not paying any attention to anything I said.
As to the thing about falling or passing out,  he defended himself by saying he was just being responsible.  Then he added,  "At your age, anything could happen."
I am NOT that old and only two years older than his mother.  It did NOT set well with me either, especially given the fact that I can outwork him any day.ÂÂ
He's home all day when he's not playing golf; yet, the house was dirty as could be when I got there.  I completely cleaned the house while they were on vacation and got not one word of thanks from either of them when they returned.ÂÂ
I also weeded their flower beds, trimmed their bushes, and pulled all the grass out where he had not even edged it back when he mowed.  I then put down Round-up to keep it out.  No acknowledgement from either or thanks for that either.
Not bad for an old lady about to collapse, wouldn't you say?
And that's my rant for the Week!
Bobby stay with his father the last few years of his teens. It did not impair our closeness and he spent summers and holidays with me. I know
you could kill Bevan because that is the way we all feel about my daughter
and her husband. He has a degree in geology but does he work? Noooo.
What you do is for Holly. It is all for her and not that bum.