While I go kick something. Or smack. Or otherwise vent my rage and anger.
I ignored a call from my grandmother, my stepmom's mom, earlier today. I haven't talked to her in months. This is mostly due to the fact that she's a self-centered psycho. When I was younger, she spoiled me rotten (I'm the only granddaughter), but as I've gotten older, she does so less (thankfully), and I dislike her more.
The voicemail, which was asking my bra size to see if she should buy me something, began thus:
"I haven't talked to you since before you were married. I didn't know
you got married; congratulations. Had I know, I would have come, even
if you didn't want me there."
Guess who I'm not calling back? Ugh! Biological family can be such a pain in the rear.