Monday, August 5, 2013

Monday (My Friday!)

Today my little one turned 17! I got home at 11pm to a drunk and goats. (and we were dumb enough to think Nabal was just talking again...)

Night before last my girl calls me up where I work. It was birthday eve eve. (yes eve eve. Yesterday was birthday eve) She'd just gotten off work. Her brother was to have picked her up and when he wasn't there she tried calling Nabal but got no answer. Nabal had gotten drunk with 5 other guys and took the truck. Her brother said he was really drunk and not to ride with him. She called her boyfriend and he turned around to go pick her up. While she and I were talking she thought she saw Nabal's truck. She hung up because get brother was calling again.

She called back hot mad. Nabal's nephew, who is visiting told her Nabal was coming to pick her up. When she told him Nabal was there and drunk so she wasn't driving with him and that she had a ride on the way. The nephew told get she should get in the truck with her drunk father. He has worked with Nabal for two weeks and listened to his 'poor me the lovable victim' crap while he was sober. Kid doesn't realize naval is so fast in the bottle he doesn't make much sense at any time.

Ok, what is it about this family of Nabal's that they overlook drunken dangerous behavior? They overlook any bad behavior and make excuses for it from his mother on down!

Today, Nabal called me all day at work. I don't have my phone on at work. Not that kind of job. I got off at 6, got to the parking lot at 6:30. He through I was getting off early so 'we' could take the birthday girl out to dinner. Both kids knew when I get off work... Oh! But now I am his convenient excuse for him not doing anything yet again for a birthday... Geez! He had just taken her and her best friend to a nice restaurant...and dropped them off.

By the time I got home she was coming home from the movies with her beau. Her brother was just getting home. We went in to beer bottles lined up everywhere! Nabal and his young (though 21) nephew had been drinking. Does that man have no limit? The boy's father is a drinker... He, Nabal, had done absolutely nothing for the child's birthday... No cake, no present, no nothing. Just drunk-his first and only love.

She's an easy person to buy for. I'd picked up some things last week for her and she really really loves bouquets of flowers so I went and got her flowers. I did drop the ball...I meant to have them sent to get this morning.

The odd thing its Nabal had to run behind me to see everything and make comment. (not always the nicest. He's always got to pick.. He thinks he's pretty funny.) He kept saying under his breath, "are you going to sleep with me tonight?" Call me crazy...but Umm,no!

I heard him talking to the nephew. Giving him advice. I had to laugh, we have heard all his nutty ramblings for so many years, but this poor kid was looking for a family member from that side who cared...all he got was Nabal and his paranoid drunk talk...

I was talking to our boy. Nabal comes drunk stepping in and says, "You like him so much." WTH? He has always been jealous of the kids, even when I talked to him. I can only guess he wanted to do to them what wad done to him. His drunken mom would choose her boyfriends over the boys and treat them poorly...yeah, not me.

Next time the story of why he told his son he had killed someone in a fight. Really? And he curses talking to the kids like he's talking to his drinking buddy friends. Yeah...he's still one of the deacons...

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