While enjoying my night watching Grey's and catching up on the good ol' blogs... I get this pissy message from my dad's sister. (Yeah... she irritates be so badly I don't even call her my aunt!)
"hey tell your father he might wanna stop by before his mother dies and grandpa needs help with some things thanks"
Really?! Yes, my grandma is not doing well at all and it is awful... but I have been prepared. It's hard and this may sound mean, but I knew these days were coming. I'm not naive. BUT Where the hell does she get off coming at me like that?! I love my dad but my dad's lack of balls is not my problem! He won't EVER go to my grandmas by himself. My mom ALWAYS has to go with him. A tad immature.