That's the word my brother used when I told him what MaryBeth did with Grandma's rings. I think it's the perfect word. I am so mad that that bitch got the rings that were supposed to go to me! She had no right to those! Grandma's probably turning in her grave that her rings went to that bitch.
Mike and Deb left this morning at 5am. It seems so quiet now. It was so nice to have them here for Christmas. Mom's sleeping and it's 11pm. I'll have to wake her up before midnight. Don't want to be sitting in front of the tv alone when it turns midnight. I hope 2007 will be a lucky year. Praying for a cure this year. Didn't happen in 2006, so let's hope it happens this year.
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