Clarification

I mentioned twice in my last post that I didn’t want to talk about the day we spent at my grandmother’s. I just want to clear up any misconceptions about WHY I don’t want to talk about it and why it was unpleasant. It had NOTHING to do with MY family and everything to do with missing my grandmother, and with dealing with her husband, who is NOT a part of my family. She married him 8 years ago, and he has in the last five months shown himself to be the cretin we all suspected him to be back then. Mama died in August; he allowed us to enter the house in December to get any personal effects of hers we might cherish and want to keep. It was an us-against-him thing, and my family–my ACTUAL family–had nothing to do with the crappiness of it all.

Also, the aforementioned post now has photo links–NO, REALLY, it does now, not like when I originally posted this announcement earlier this evening; seriously, I can’t believe no one made a comment like, “Hey, doofus, THE LINKS DON’T WORK!”–and there are, like, a gazillion new pictures in Flickr. Here’s a mere taste.