I had Friday and Monday off, for a nice 4 day weekend. All went just fine til about 2:30 pm. Sara, my DD, calls Ken to tell us her mother is there and won't leave. For those that don't know the story, she is a whacked out druggie and these days resembles a scarecrow more than a person. Sara has left the house not wanting to deal with her, refuses to let her in. She caught her smoking crack in her bathroom last week and Sara has a newborn . She called me and Ken to try to get the woman to leave. Well, let me tell you. I have never in my life seen a human being act like she did today. She is a transient due to be evicted from every place she has managed to call home. So she is throwing papers and purses and clothes all over the front yard and hollering a bunch of nonsense. Then she sees me and turns on the waterworks and begs me to drive her to rehab in Pasadena, about a 2 hour drive. This woman has been unwelcome in my house for the last three years. What in the world would make her think I would let her in my car, much less drive her that far. Sara finally comes back because we are not the residents there and can't call the Sheriff, she has to do it. Her and her fiance show up, all 4 of us are telling her GO! You are not wanted around here just GO!. Oh her car won't start, there is no gas, I have no money, waaa waaa waaa. Cops show up and that darn car started up just fine. She had been in front of Sara's house for 8 hours acting like this. Sara and Ronnie are going to see if they can transfer their lease to another property and never tell her where they are. Then Ken took me out for steak and shrimp. Happy Birthday to me!!!