Memorial Day.

Yesterday our family came over and spent the day. Our house has become sort of the meetin' place and I like it. Today we're going out to my mom's. I plan on sitting in the sun and drinking iced tea all day. That's pretty much what I did yesterday. ha. Sittin' around, watchin' kids play, drinkin' peach tea.

I would really like to go by my dad's grave today on my way to mom's. It's pretty out of the way but it's been a bit since I've been there. Last time we were there Beebs was with us and while I paced around, still raging that when I go there I have to see a picture of my dad and the psycho crazy he was with when he died. There she sits, forever staring at me from his f^#$!%* headstone. My mom went out a bit ago and said it didn't look like anyone had been in awhile. If psycho crazy is done adorning his grave with crap I can maintain it how I choose. I try to think about what my dad would want, obviously and I'm not sure. When he was dying and choosing a plot he said he wanted to be near a tree but not directly under it so birds could poop on him. I think he'd be like, eh, don't come here and cry but maybe don't let the place look like shit, eh? SO that's my plan.