Thanksgiving day has come. My boys are all here. I am so happy to be sitting here with them, watching the parade and dog show, a bird in the oven.

The kids are happy that Grandma is not coming. Isn't that awful? I feel sorry for my mom. I didn't influence them against her. I even encouraged them to call her, which they didn't. She hasn't even been nice to them. She comes over and gets on their cases about their rooms not being clean.

Hopefully someday I will be a grandmother. I will be what a grandparent is supposed to be; unconditionally loving, a bit spoiling.

I really don't feel like having anything to do with her anymore, but now it has become a whole crisis about how they have run out of money. We are getting worked over to give her financial support. If I don't, I will lose my relationship with my whole entire family. Not that I have much of a relationship with them anyway, just a weird, toxic telephone game that goes round and round.

I've learned on here that a lot of people have written off their toxic families. Good for you all! I have a lot of soul searching to do to see if I should do that or just pay up and shut up.

My mother hasn't been all bad. Actually, she has been mostly good. She is the most clever and funny person I have ever known at times. She has done many loving deeds for me, but deep down she just mostly upsets me, disrespects, disregards.

I still don't know what happened to those cookies she supposedly bought. Yes, she used others to get all this information to me. Her manipulation is incredible. I am probably going to give her exactly what she wants and she is going to get away with treating me like crap.

Peace and joy to those who are hurting and lonely today. May all your birds be moist.