NaBloPoMo

Great. I missed the deadline to sign up for National Blog Posting Month [plus I've already missed the FIRST DAY of posting] so I’m out of luck when it comes to getting in on the goodies. But it’s still a great way to get back in the habit of posting every day, so I’m going to do it anyway. I miss blogging. [Btw, PLEASE do not bring up NaNoWriMo. I've tried and failed to write a novel in a month how many times now? I don't want to think about it. Blogging a post a day is the best I can do -- minus the first day, which I MISSED.]

Which brings up all my anxiety about what to write. Gah. It will get better in time, but in the beginning it won’t be pretty, starting with this boring post. Thank goodness nobody comes here any more to see this sorry mess. My main problem, every time I contemplate posting, is figuring out how to catch up on everything that’s happened since the last time. I just don’t have the attention span for that, so I won’t even try.

Guess I’ll just dive in, then…

Catching up JUST a little, though: A couple of weeks ago, Robby’s dad died unexpectedly [though I don't know why it was such a shock to everybody -- he'd been going steadily downhill for years] and he was finally cremated over the weekend. With the research help of several friends and relatives, Robby found a city agency that will do it for free for people whose families can’t afford it themselves.

Now all that’s left is to have some kind of memorial service. Rusty always said he wanted his ashes sprinkled into the ocean off Ocean Beach Pier. The program that took care of his cremation doesn’t give the ashes to the family but does dispose of them at sea, so we figured that was close enough, and we can have the memorial at the end of the pier this Sunday.

You wouldn’t believe all the fussing and back-and-forth this has caused between family members who haven’t been the least bit interested in Rusty’s health or well-being in years, people who [to be honest, had to protect themselves from his harassment] wouldn’t allow him to have their phone numbers. I’m talking about his mother and sisters here. I don’t blame them for that at all; I know very well how ugly Rusty could get. But why are they so fired up over the memorial now? His mom even objected to the fact that Robby wanted to talk to Rusty’s longtime girlfriend about her wishes before he made any decisions.

“I don’t even know her,” she said.

And your point is? She hasn’t spoken to Rusty in seven or eight years, since right about the time when he met Randa. [Yes, there are LOTS of R's in this group.] They’ve been together that long, longer than any other relationship he ever had. Don’t you think that qualifies Randa to have her feelings considered in the matter of his memorial?

There’s more I could say — lots more — but I don’t want to be sued for libel. Let’s just say that I don’t exactly LIKE my ex-mother-in-law. I’ll leave it at that.