Every day a new lesson...

To keep the peace, I've deleted this. But it does not mean I take back most of my venting. I rarely tell the person I wrote this about how I feel, or how she has made me feel over the years, and I think it needed to be said.

Been said, so we'll leave it at that.

Moral of this story was that Thanksgiving, gravy, obese dogs, and a picnic table in the cold are a shitty way to show you care.