Merry Christmas, My Friends

Posted on December 24, 2023 by Deb / Being Aunt Debbie

Although today is Christmas Eve, my Christmas is over. Dad and I had ours yesterday with my son and his beautiful family. We had a nice visit and our family’s traditional Christmas Eve with pizza, pizza balls, and popcorn cake. We opened gifts and after a great afternoon, we left.

The only thing missing was our tradition of watching Christmas movies, as we did when my kids were little. The Santa Claus, Trapped In Paradise, Bad Santa, National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, Home Alone, and the originals Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman, and The Grinch Who Stole Christmas were among our favorites. Of course, the list changed over the years as movies such like Bad Santa were inappropriate for little ones!

It’s been a rough couple of months and it was nice not to worry about a holiday meal or cleaning for guests. I think my days of hosting family get-togethers are over. Last year, I put out a charcuterie board and even that was hard on me. So, I really appreciate my son and his wife having us over this year. No stress, no mess. I wish I could say no pain, but I’ll always have pain to deal with.

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Have a wonderful Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, my friends. I hope your celebration is filled with peace, love, and laughter!

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What the Literal F*ck Just Happened?

Posted on June 24, 2023 by Deb / Being Aunt Debbie

It has been a long and grueling week and I’m done with it. Turns out that the family I thought I had for moral support, just took a huge dump on me. I’m a strong person otherwise I wouldn’t be here right now, but even strong people need someone to talk to on occasion. I have been accused of several things but the one thing that hurt me the most was being accused of bullying Dad. I will never forgive them for that. It was uncalled for and came from a place of not knowing what the fuck they were talking about.

Seems that certain family members have forgotten about all of the help and moral support they received from me over the years. When I need nothing from them except a little understanding and support in return, I get shit on and told that all I do is whine and complain. Let me see them go through what I go through without complaining or even occasionally whining. I always thought that with family, I’d have a safe place to vent; to express my concerns, my anger, my fears, and to complain without being shit on, regardless. Boy, was I wrong.

Apparently, I am refusing help because I won’t move to another state and start all over. Like I’m supposed to do what they say?? Dad doesn’t want to move. I sure as hell am not going to leave him behind! Shitting on me is sure not going to convince me to move – as if they’d be there for me even then. Ha!

More shit hit the fan than I care to share, because God Forbid, I might be whining! Insert eye roll here.

Number 7

Posted on May 1, 2023 by Deb / Being Aunt Debbie

Good Morning, Friends!

I am here to report that Grandbaby number 7 has arrived! I’m thrilled to be gramma to another boy, born April 27, 2023. He and mommy are doing well and back home from the hospital. I hear that big brother is thrilled to have a little brother and my son is proud as can be, of course. This baby makes 7 great-grandkids for my dad. He loves kids and it would make him so happy to have them all around him.

The other day I mentioned to someone that I was proud Gramma to 7 littles, and I was “informed” that number 2 is not biologically my granddaughter so she doesn’t count. That’s about as effing ignorant as Marjorie TrailerTrash Green telling a step-mom that she’s not a real mom. It takes more than biology to make a mom. Don’t we say that about men being a father? That it takes more than blood to make a good dad?! Same concept.

Anyway, I informed the person who made this comment to me that I don’t have to explain anything to her but for her information, I accepted number 2 as my granddaughter before I knew she was not my granddaughter by blood. I told her it doesn’t matter to me that my son is no longer with her mother. DNA doesn’t matter. Number 2 is still my granddaughter because of the love and bond that formed between us during the years that my son and her mother were together. DNA doesn’t have a damn thing to do with it! She and I still have a special bond that will never die. She’s still my granddaughter and she calls me Gramma. Nothing else matters.

As for Marjorie TrailerTrash Green, I wish someone would stuff a sock in her mouth to shut her up. She says the most ignorant things! If you don’t agree then you’re not paying attention.

On that note, I’ll close this post. Otherwise, I’ll be ranting for hours. Have a great week, everyone.

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These Are A Few of My Favorite Things – A Visual Diary – Part One

Posted on August 3, 2020 by Deb / Being Aunt Debbie

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Family is like music; some high notes, some low notes, but always a beautiful song.

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Seriously?

Posted on January 19, 2019 by Deb / Being Aunt Debbie

“Your love of cats explains your taste in music.”

“Cats are stupid and so are people who like them.”

“Cat people are ridiculous.”

“Don’t you have any other interests besides cats?”

“Why do you have cats?”

“You must be a liberal if you’re a cat person.”

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Seriously? What the hell does having cats have to do with my taste in music or that I have liberal views? Those are just a few of the remarks people have made about my love of cats.

Everyone has their own set of likes and dislikes, hobbies, and interests. I have a great love for animals, but cats are my favorite. I also like ferrets, rats, Guinea pigs, birds, and squirrels. My hobbies are crocheting and jewelry making. I love bird watching and photography. I used to make soaps and other bath & body products. I used to create web pages. I used to be a cross-country backpacker. I have some medical training. I love all things Celtic and I am drawn to castles. I love to research and learn anything that tickles my fancy.

You see, I have many interests other than cats.

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My cats are my furry children. They are part of my family. If you prefer dogs over cats, you most likely feel the same about your dogs. They are your family.

Why must people make mean and rude remarks about someone else’s likes and dislikes? Are they so small-minded they don’t understand that their love for anime might seem stupid to someone else? Their love of video games might seem exceptionally ridiculous to others. If they’re into comic books and superheroes, they might seem childish to others. Everyone is different. It would be nice if others would shut their pie holes regarding what someone else likes or what someone else does in their own home or on their own free time. They can think whatever they want, but being rude to someone is unacceptable.

Am I a “crazy cat lady”? Maybe, but loving cats is no different than loving dogs. I found some “cat people” memes you might enjoy. There may be a sliver of truth in some of them!