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Waterfalls
It's almost like there are these periods where our relationship is smooth and steady, and then there are times when it's like standing on the edge of this gorgeous, wonderful waterfall and just letting yourself drop, knowing that there's a safe pool of water ready to catch you at bottom. You take the plunge and you're in wayyyy over your head, but oh man, it's exhilarating, it's breathtaking, it's just incredible and you feel better than you ever have before and the water is cool and refreshing and exactly what you needed.

Sam is my waterfall.

- LJ entry from 8/2005





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Pretty much friends only from here on out.

A friend who occasionally glances at Janice's LJ informs me that she's posted that I am spreading hate by mentioning that she sent my sister an email about my grandmother, but not me. And that that's a lie, btw. That somehow my sister found out miraculously about my grandmother. Janice emailed her a four or five sentence note about it, then nothing. We had to get our info from my cousin.

She also states therein that she trolls my LJ, and that of my sister, claiming it's the only way she gets news of us, since she thinks I'm a crazed junkie and filled with hate. Strange that she would want news from somebody she can't stand. Of course, this is the woman who, when I first married Sam, told me that my sons were not her grandchildren - then changed her tune - then changed it back and proved it when she sent Amy a card, but not my boys. Whatever somebody's issues with ME are, taking it out on children is so low as to be unmeasurable.

What I am, for the record, is a no-longer-her-daughter who will never forgive her for her latest trick of befriending two people who hurt me so deeply that I tried to DIE over it. For being buddy buddy with my ex-husband and the bint he married, after over 40 years of condemning her own mother for continuing to love my father after he dumped my mother. I suggest that the old bat call Uncle Jack, a man she's always claimed to respect and trust, and ask him HIS take on that whole situation. He was pretty well involved. Ask him about the phone calls from the "new buddies" and just go from there. Oh, wait, calling him means long distance, and you've never even called your own daughters long distance, in forty years, more than a dozen times combined for BOTH of us. We always had to be the ones to call. And I did. Even when it cost more than I could afford, I did. Regularly. With LOVE, you mean spirited and stingy bitch.

Hypocrite much, Janice?

Janice, From now on, the only posts that will be public on this LJ will be recipes, YouTube stuff I like, that sort of thing. Find your "news" somewhere else. Ditto my photo album here. You want pictures of Amy? Get on a plane and visit her. Just once in your life, visit your granddaughter. Or pick up the phone and call her and ask her or Koji to send you some. Although, Koji never liked you very much, so he may not move all that fast - but he WILL send them, if you call him and ask him. Remember how to dial? His work number is 1-650-827-3146. He's there from about 7 AM through about 8 PM, Monday through Saturday and many Sundays.

The rest is Friends Only.

Enjoy the YouTubes and recipes, you sorry excuse for a mother. And I can't wait until you figure out just how manipulative those two are, and come looking for me to talk to you again.

It won't be happening.

But I will be at your funeral, in a pretty yellow dress with flowers in my hair, smiling.

Now, trot off to your LJ and tell your "friends" about how hard you're crying.

Borderline symptom of the day: tiredtired of her psychotic bullshi
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There is a huge gap in info here: I forwarded you the email (immediately) because I didn't see your address attached. I felt you had a right to know. My first knowledge of this came from Mom's email, not from Sue, or Joe. Further information came from Joe the next day when they were moving Grammy. Later on, Sue called me while I was at work and also gave me details. No info was given at the hospital.

In fact, other than the comments here on lj, you and I haven't been in contact, so whatever inference is being made on "other" journals is clearly a clever web-based drama designed for validation, or plain old-fashioned delusion.

Ok, Jan, you can add this one to your "file". The record speaks for itself.