Sibling chats - In the RED

* I still need to respond to all the comments on my survival abilities following the crashing dead tree branch. The plan is to remove the tree later today. I've been a tad busy. There's lots to share:  adoption papers were signed on Friday. Maybe a court date in 4-6 weeks. I think next week will be 'Tank week'. You've heard of shark week. You've heard of Shark Tank. It's a combo deal. Get excited. 

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The 'you said your
kids were handling'
 with the red circle from a
screen shot of my text:  Marie. 

Sibling group chat:  I'd offered to have Mini sit with Nana while I had Dad at his procedure. She gets confused when he leaves for very long. 

* Nana gets confused, not Mini - I mean, unless we are talking about a culinary situation, then Mini is almost always confused. She called me the other day, upset. Unable to open a can of carrots. The can opener was not in the drawer. Um, I got home and the can opener WAS in the drawer. I like shopping and hanging out with Mini, so I've opted NOT to share the can opener story with her brothers. 

After I offered for Mini to Nana-sit, two or three other siblings texted that one of their kids could sit with Nana. Mini planned to brush up on her excel before starting her internship and we weren't sure she could accomplish that while hanging at Nana's. WiFi? Password? 

After waiting for Dad to stop laughing, I handed him one of his 8 billion glasses to drink and texted in the fam group chat to confirm who was sitting with Nana the next morning. Some nieces and nephews don't have summer jobs, and Mini had something she hoped to accomplish. 

Marie texted back. (not Ann. For reference this is my second oldest sis. They're Drisella and Anastasia, both unpleasant, but the difference is Ann is just unpleasant and Marie tries to pretend that she's not unpleasant when really she almost always is, and they both are ultra controlling). A screen shot. Of my text. Offering Mini's services. In red, she circled my offer. Um. OK, like what the hell just happened? 

Delilah came over one night last week and we enjoyed chatting on my deck and a sipping a cold, adult beverage. We don't see one another often even though she lives five minutes away. Sometimes we talk while she's stuck in traffic driving home from the city. Right now she's sharing a car with her husband, and they're commuting together. That's no fun- mainly because it's interfering with our girl-time talks. 

Delilah:  Wait, I read on your blog that Ann used to be so mean to you when you were younger. What's with that? Like she's just never been very nice to you. 

I expanded on some of my childhood stories and a few mind blowing ordeal that happened when we were adults, and then - I about hopped out of my chair. WAIT, I HAVE TO TELL YOU THE RED CIRCLED TEXT FROM MARIE.

Delilah (after I told her. I know you don't know her, but picture her - face scrunched, shaking her head -OK, you've got the visual):  I don't understand. Like who does that? I don't even know how to circle something in red in a text? You were asking if Mini was still on duty or if someone else was planning to be there? 

When I shared the red circled text with Mini, she felt bad, saying she didn't mean to cause any trouble. She was like 'But I thought other people, some of whom don't have employment or internships to get ready for, were also available.' True. 

My brother, Mike's son sat with Nana. And when Dad told Nana that her grandson was coming, Nana said, "Why can't everyone just leave me be. I don't need anyone to sit here with me. I'll be fine." It's heart breaking, because she doesn't remember that she forgets where Dad is when he's not home. I sat with her on Friday for a few hours. Dad was having another blood transfusion. She opened the door a few times, looking for him. 

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Ever gotten a text back in a screenshot CIRCLED IN RED? Anyone understand my Drisella and Anastasia reference?