FME is such an outrageous hypocrite; she just said that I hurt her feelings because she disturbed my show (Leverage). Let's start from the beginning: I was folding clothes when she called me to share the gossip about Pat Sayjak being drunk for some of the tapings of Wheel of Fortune. I read this last night on the Internet. Then, she starts going on about how Vanna White's ex-husband was cheating on her all those years ago. I didn't care and I guess my voice told on me. Then she asked what I was watching and I said I was folding clothes and watching Leverage. Then she shortly apologizes for disturbing me. After I finished folding and putting away the clothes I went into her room to replenish her toilet paper supply and she's got her head under the covers and said I hurt her feelings. I told her it was really hard to fold laundry and talk on the phone. So now she's all salty about stupid things.

True it is highly annoying when she calls, but the most annoying thing is how talkative she is, but she doesn't like other people who talk too much. WTF? The thing is that she really needs a companion. Her stories take twists and turns to the point where your conversation ends up in Zimbabwe. Oy, and don't get her started on anything possible that could somewhat turn the topic to race; it makes a person want to commit hara-kiri. Like I said, she goes on and on about nothing, but will she call her former sister-in-law? Noooooooooooooo, she talks so long. She hates talking to her step-father because he's all gloom and doom about everything, plus he reads the obituaries and if there is someone she's related to, he calls and says: "Did you know so and so died?" Then she answer coldly: "You mean my cousin?" She was pissed when he called and said that about my dad, but WHY? I didn't care. Sure he could have been a bit more sensitive and said I heard he died and I'm sorry, but what was her problem? I think she just likes being wound up and angry all the time because her favorite game to play is "guess who died."Usually it's a celebrity she's saying that about, but it's still annoying. If you ask her a question, she gives you the Family Circus run around as an answer. Yet, she asked my step-dad if he called his sister, he answered "Frances?", started talking about whatever his sister said and she was really pissy and yelled "SHORT VERSION!" She used to give me that "short version" thing when I was in school and she asked me how my day went. From an adult point of view, I see that you don't really care that Andy stood up on a chair when the teacher left the room and the entire class said "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!", but it's hurtful that your mother yells at you for answering her question. Then later in life she's all mystified that you don't speak to her. There's a better way to say, "just tell me it was fine." Tact was never her strong point.

I'm sorry, but she needs to get the fuck over it. She has said WAY more hurtful shit to me. Like when she has told me (on more than one occasion) that if it weren't for the fact she was pregnant with me, she was going to leave my father. How in the hell am I supposed to take that? Or when I was 4 years old and I weighed 99 pounds and I wondered why none of the doctors called her on this and she would always brag about how she walked 7 miles a day and I just slowed her down. Well, fat, SMALL children tend to be slower than fit, TALL adults who are used to that. Then, about a year ago, she says that one doctor did ask what did she do and she admitted that her walking time was her "me time." Did I sit and stew and be short with her and get all huffy and tell her what was wrong with the things she said? No. (Even though I should have.) I went to my room, had my ugly cry, kept to myself for a couple of hours and got the fuck over it. Not completely, but enough to function. You know why, because I HAVE to. She, on the other hand, gets to be all petty about inconsequential shit. You know why, because she CAN.

She really can go fuck herself. I know nobody likes that harsh look in the mirror, but she needs to.