I've been meaning to blab here since the 4th of July. So much has happened since then.
the fourth was great. Caleb was enthralled by the lights. I thought the loud explosions might bother him but he didn't care. It a joy to just watch him take in life experiences for the first time.
Theresa (my stepmother of over 2 decades) died Friday 13. The battle over the estate seemed to begin before the body was cold. I'm amazed the cops were never called, oh wait, they were called. At one point we had all but one sibling in agreement. Not sure where we stand now, but me, being the "trustworthy responsible one" who happens to still live in LA seems to be bearing all the load of moving forward. An executor needs to be named, an eviction of the current tenent needs to be filed, and than there is probate. I'm not going to give ya'll gory details, but I advize all of you to have a will. Otherwise your children will get to see the worste in each other. Nothing brings out the vulture in man/woman like an fresh estate battle.
This of course happened right in the middle of Angelica's (Patty's neice) visit. She had a good time anyway. We took her to the Sequoias and spent alot of time swimming and doing outdoorsy stuff.
I had really intended to give much more detail. I'm just so tired of it all. It's been a long month. But to any of you nosy people who just have to know, feel free to call me. If you don't have my number, than I probably wouldn't tell you anyway.
