The whole truth and nothing but the truth about my husband, his parents, and me - That Woman.
Thursday, October 1, 2015
In which I am really surprised at how many people Sly could get to come to Doris' funeral - but it was just a dream
I had the most bizarre dream - we were at the service for your mom. Your dad threw a big dinner and a ton of people came. He organized them into singing an a capella version of "Walk on the Wild Side" and you had a guitar that you did not play but hit on the side to get the beat
Your dreams are very strange. You remember that level of detail?
As you know, I rarely remember my dreams in much detail, but there was something about my mom last night.
Two weeks before our wedding, my husband's parents called to tell him 1. they weren't coming and 2. he shouldn't marry me. Since then, I have gotten along with them about as well as you might think. PS They died hating me and disinherited my husband. PPS None of this is made up. None of it.
And now, Primo is running for state-level public office. And - it's not fun. For either of us.