Saturday, August 17, 2013
I went out with one of my GFs for dinner on Thursday and when I got home, my sister ripped me a new a$$hole--pardon my language but it was THAT bad!
I can't even get into all that happened, just suffice it to say that I took a clonazepam & washed it down with a very weak vodka & tonic leftover from the day before.
It took me this long to confront her about it. You can't talk to her, she doesn't listen. She is just like my dad: when he got mad at her, he'd take it out on mom. Well she was mad at me so she took it out on our mom.
Petty drama bs nearly caused me to have a stroke.
Here's what I just sent to her:
I'm sorry for not call on Thursday before I left, it was a very last minute dinner out--Michelle had had a bad day.
Please let Serena know that she has lost the privilege of going shopping with me. I do not appreciate her lying to you about how much I spent. I did not even spend $130 at Victoria's Secret, and $30 of it was for 2 bandeau bras for her. Regardless of how much I spent, it really isn't your concern. She does not appreciate anything that I do for her, so I am no longer going to waste any of my money.
My niece told her that I'd spent $200 at VS.