How it rolls….

Conversation with a friend…All I ever get  is that special someone who pretends to love me for who I am, then gradually wants to change me over a period of several years (or the much lesser months ) until we both hate me.

Nah…I’m good! LOL

The Bleeding Chronicles & other stuff ~


Good, bad and ugly, I had all those and then some today.

Good: company, conversation, technology & modern day inventions.

Bad: rags, ragging, bleeding visits.

Ugly: me, menopause, cleaning the rags

The other stuff, found money, not what we thought, family reunions, relationships, getting old, outhouses & tp alternatives…so that was the condensed version….I’ll put it all together for you now.

So early this morning or by the time I’m done writing this it will be yesterday morning….my cuz called, asked if I was going to be around as I would be having company. Shortly thereafter two of my aunties arrived, with goodies even, Pan de Sal and Pan Con Piloncillo, two old family favorites, made by grandma back in the day. (it was good but grandma made it better) anyway I was hungry and I don’t turn away baked goods, so I pulled a piece off and ate it, it was yum. So we headed to my living room, the front one, it’s roomier than the back one…and sat down to visit, I updated them about my surgery and recovery, then I had to ask someone closer to the source, and the question was “What about the big money find?” I wanted details.

Last week I had been clued in on some family news, seems that a wallet had been found in a coffee can along with $12,000.00 in a closet. Hmmm, interesting and cool, my grandfather has been dead well over two decades; the house itself has seen its fair share of owners (among the family) and a few tenants (not family) as it was rented out for a while. Well the current legend was that a cousin had found that while in the process of doing some remodeling. I was curious as to the details and especially the contents of the wallet. Well, seems there was an inside joke, and the amount was greatly exaggerated (I was unclear as to the reason for the hyperbole) but oh well, let it be. In reality the find was only $12.00, the bills were from 1983-1984, a silver dollar and some photographs, my granddads ID, SS card, and medical insurance card. I still think it is a neat find, and amazed that with the house seeing so many people come through it, it had not been found sooner. One of my aunts was their main caretaker and lived at home and stated that in all those years or even the time soon after his passing she never once gave any thought to the wallet. Nevertheless it is a neat story and a really nice memento for the cousin who found it, I did have to ask who’s pictures were in the wallet, most of his kids and some of his cousins and of course a photo of my grandmother.

From there the conversation went on to me relaying who my company was when I came home from the hospital, and subsequently the subject turned to rags…what kind of rags,…well rags that were used back in the day for those special days in a month where a certain Aunt Flo would make her monthly visit, Aunt Flo would make her visits to three young ladies and these visits would last a few days. Rags were torn from old sheets, shirts, flour sacks and any other available source. So then I had to ask was one person assigned to wash the rags, well the response was no, to each her own, and the kicker, there was no bleach, they just went and washed them and hung them out to dry. So I had other questions, with 3, I guess 4 (counting my grandmother) people needing rags monthly where did they get rags, what if there were no rags, I can’t imagine the nightmare, they recounted their stories of getting off the bus or up from a chair and having the dreaded stain. Brothers did not tease them…I am glad that I didn’t have to go through that ordeal, my Aunt Flo was a mean bloody bitch, she came to see me 2-3 times a month, her first visit lasted 23 days, yes, 23…and she insisted on seeing me at least twice a month for about a week (7 day week) I hated her, and I am happy she has been out of my life for years now. I don’t mourn her, but she left some devastation in her wake. I guess we can’t have it all, at least not all of us.

We talked relationships, but currently not a subject I care to revisit, I agree with the wisdom shared and imparted.

Family reunions, well all talk has been between them, so that is not any way to get anything organized, perhaps our generation should take over, hmm, may discuss this with the cousins.

I enjoyed their company and conversation and goodies and I even had an offer to have a meal cooked for me, but I passed. I was going to have to head out so I was already planning on picking up some fast food. (Should have taken her up on the offer)

I ran out of steam, but I’ll be back to cover the other fun stuff…

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