Nun and friends bring the noms.
Nov. 29th, 2019 10:37 amFor the third year in a row, I hosted Thanksgiving here in my little Devil Girl Pad - with more devil girls than last year! I did not mess up the turkey, and everyone else brought notably tasty things. Who'da thunk balsamic vinegar went so well on Brussels sprouts? And until last night I didn't know that kringle, from Denmark via Wisconsin, is the almond paste-filled food of the gods courtesy of ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bork.
Speaking ofbork, he had a rough Thanksgiving, from an altercation on the bus on the way here to slicing his finger open while cutting up the turkey carcass badly enough to require stitches. I hope today is better than yesterday for him.
And in completely unrelated news, Good Sister estimates that if she can get Mom's house back from the reverse mortgage vultures, because they've already sent $142K, she and I are going to have to chip in $50K apiece with the remainder coming from Mom's assets to essentially buy the house back. Yes, you read that right, fifty thousand dollars.I may be techie scum, but as I told GS, I don't exactly have that kind of cash lying around - that's five years of tax refunds for me - and I'd be surprised if she did. (GS is counting on zero help from our perennially broke Evil Sister.)
But this is all hypothetical: she hasn't even finished looking at the statements for all of Mom's assets, she still needs to talk to Mom's neurologist about just how long ago and in what way Mom started sliding into dementia, and without these two prerequisites there's no way the hotshot lawyer my sisters found can do his thing. Mom may yet succeed in screwing us all even harder than she has already.
bork.Speaking of
bork, he had a rough Thanksgiving, from an altercation on the bus on the way here to slicing his finger open while cutting up the turkey carcass badly enough to require stitches. I hope today is better than yesterday for him.And in completely unrelated news, Good Sister estimates that if she can get Mom's house back from the reverse mortgage vultures, because they've already sent $142K, she and I are going to have to chip in $50K apiece with the remainder coming from Mom's assets to essentially buy the house back. Yes, you read that right, fifty thousand dollars.I may be techie scum, but as I told GS, I don't exactly have that kind of cash lying around - that's five years of tax refunds for me - and I'd be surprised if she did. (GS is counting on zero help from our perennially broke Evil Sister.)
But this is all hypothetical: she hasn't even finished looking at the statements for all of Mom's assets, she still needs to talk to Mom's neurologist about just how long ago and in what way Mom started sliding into dementia, and without these two prerequisites there's no way the hotshot lawyer my sisters found can do his thing. Mom may yet succeed in screwing us all even harder than she has already.
