Below is a copy of the letter I sent to Popeye regarding his visit last weekend in response to an angry letter he sent me.
#1. Who would have watched the kids when we were in the bar? A bar is not a place for kids. (He was angry that my sisters, my daughter and I went to the bar after my mother’s party to share a “Job Well Done” drink and we didn’t invite him and the kids)
#2. In the past, every time I offer you guys the blow up mattresses, you turn your noses up at them and sleep on the couches. I made sure that the small room was painted and finished before you got there so that the Swee’Peas would have a place to sleep and I figured you two could sleep on the couches – I had NO IDEA that Swee’Pea #1 would not want to sleep in “her” room. (He was angry that my daughter didn’t give up her room so that he and his family could all sleep in the same room)
#3. I refuse to answer for your father’s actions. (His father spent little time with them and spent all Father’s Day replacing the bathroom sind. Who the hell knows why????)
#4. I now realize that “Cruella de Vil” (her hair is now half black and half-white – heeheehee, I thought this was pretty funny!!) was punishing me for some imagined slight and that’s why she kept the kids from me since Sunday afternoon.
#5. I have to assume that since she hates us so much that we are not welcome at your home anymore (I don’t want her to perform her disappearing act like she did in March) so, I guess we won’t be seeing you in August for Swee’Pea #1’s birthday. (I know she will be sorely disappointed!)
#6. She is a jealous, immature witch – she can’t stand that we have a nice home and some savings and a hard-work ethic. We pay our bills instead of getting tattoos and piercings that drain our checking account. We Johnsons work hard every day to get what we have, as opposed to her family who are parasites to society – looking for ways to live off of disability and welfare and whatever state-offered benefit they can steal. (Needs no explanation)
#7. I love you very much and I am sorry that you are stuck with her. I look forward to seeing you and the kids in Brooma11. (He told me she will never come to our home again.)