Disgusted and uncomfortable? (a rant, abuse mentioned and more...)

This is just kind of a rant, so I do apologize...

A while back, I'd guess well over 6 months ago, I was out and about with a
girl friend at the mall. This is the friend with the little boy born the
same day as A, so it was her and I, along with her baby, A and B.
We're walking through the mall and made our way out the door to have a quick
smoke. We're standing out there, and I'm approached by a girl who looks to
be about my age. She calls my name. I look at her, and then recognize her.
She's a girl I grew up with. They lived on the corner house on my parents'
block. She was a year younger than me, and she had a brother 2 years older
than me. They also had 3 noisy chihuahuas (and I remember one was REALLY
fat and was always my favorite - just pointless info)
Well, we're all standing outside, she bums a smoke and says she's living not
too far from this particular mall, was living in another city 3 hours away
until fairly recently when she came back home, and she has 2 little girls
that the dad has full custody of (IMO, seems like a good idea after all
this...) She kind of looked like hell. Almost like druggie/alcoholic hell,
but she said she was doing a lot better now, wanted to stay here for a while
to straighten up and get herself in order and then try and get visitation
with her girls, which, IIRC, were something like 2 and 3 years of age.
She then asked me if I've heard about her brother lately. Back when we were
all around the 11-12 age, I know her brother had like a schoolboy crush on
me (for lack of a better word?) but at that age, I found him more creepy -
considering he was a boy and all AND he was about 2 years older than me. We
were all friends, since we grew up in the same neighbourhood, basically as
neighbours.
She said that her brother was in some trouble here in the city. She asked
if I heard about it, which I really hadn't heard much about, but didn't
admit to reading a small article in the paper a while before this.
Something about a baby died and he was being accused of it, and she was
saying it's all a horrible mistake. A 'tragic accident' was a word she had
used, and I remember that clearly still.
I do remember reading something about it before, and I remember calling my
mom to ask her about it, asked her if it was the same guy from down the
block, once I read the name. My mom didn't know, but she assumed there
weren't many people with that particular name (not a VERY common name like
John Smith or something)

Now there's a trial for this guy. I guess it's been going on for a little
while. Papers have had articles on this stuff for the last couple weeks or
so, and every few days I'll see it in the paper and read it. The story (his
story) was that he was babysitting his then girlfriend's daughter, who was
something like 14ish months old. The mom (gf) was going to work, her 6 year
old daughter was in school, and this guy offered to babysit the baby. He
then says that he called 911 when the baby fell down the stairs and
basically became unresponsive, just staring and having trouble breathing.
That was his version of what happened, and I guess the baby died the next
day due to injuries - I think she went into surgery that day, next day she
was said to be brain dead and pulled off life support. That story alone
made me sick, as obviously there was this feeling of something's not right,
this story just doesn't seem to sit well with me.

Not long ago, within the last week, I guess, my dumbass brother made a real
stupid comment to me. He said something like, "Ha! I remember Dave! Good
thing you didn't date!" and that kind of made me fairly uncomfortable.
Haven't seen this guy since I was about 17 or 18 or so, so it has been quite
a few years, but when I did see him, we did talk a bit and all that.

Now, just this morning, I read in the paper that his story has changed from
the baby falling down the stairs to the baby began crying and screaming, he
threw toys at her, threw her on the sofa, shoved a coffee table on wheels at
her when she fell off the table and, basically, abused the baby to the
extent that it was in. It just makes me sick. I almost feel like I can't
believe I knew this guy, even though it was years ago that I did know him.
And my smart brother has to make a disgusting comment, which I know he
didn't intend to make it come out like that, but really... I just needed to
rant and rave a little, since the article I read just this morning made me
want to vomit.

Kat wrote:
This is just kind of a rant, so I do apologize...

A while back, I'd guess well over 6 months ago, I was out and about with a
girl friend at the mall. This is the friend with the little boy born the
same day as A, so it was her and I, along with her baby, A and B.
We're walking through the mall and made our way out the door to have a quick
smoke. We're standing out there, and I'm approached by a girl who looks to
be about my age. She calls my name. I look at her, and then recognize her.
She's a girl I grew up with. They lived on the corner house on my parents'
block. She was a year younger than me, and she had a brother 2 years older
than me. They also had 3 noisy chihuahuas (and I remember one was REALLY
fat and was always my favorite - just pointless info)
Well, we're all standing outside, she bums a smoke and says she's living not
too far from this particular mall, was living in another city 3 hours away
until fairly recently when she came back home, and she has 2 little girls
that the dad has full custody of (IMO, seems like a good idea after all
this...) She kind of looked like hell. Almost like druggie/alcoholic hell,
but she said she was doing a lot better now, wanted to stay here for a while
to straighten up and get herself in order and then try and get visitation
with her girls, which, IIRC, were something like 2 and 3 years of age.
She then asked me if I've heard about her brother lately. Back when we were
all around the 11-12 age, I know her brother had like a schoolboy crush on
me (for lack of a better word?) but at that age, I found him more creepy -
considering he was a boy and all AND he was about 2 years older than me. We
were all friends, since we grew up in the same neighbourhood, basically as
neighbours.
She said that her brother was in some trouble here in the city. She asked
if I heard about it, which I really hadn't heard much about, but didn't
admit to reading a small article in the paper a while before this.
Something about a baby died and he was being accused of it, and she was
saying it's all a horrible mistake. A 'tragic accident' was a word she had
used, and I remember that clearly still.
I do remember reading something about it before, and I remember calling my
mom to ask her about it, asked her if it was the same guy from down the
block, once I read the name. My mom didn't know, but she assumed there
weren't many people with that particular name (not a VERY common name like
John Smith or something)

Now there's a trial for this guy. I guess it's been going on for a little
while. Papers have had articles on this stuff for the last couple weeks or
so, and every few days I'll see it in the paper and read it. The story (his
story) was that he was babysitting his then girlfriend's daughter, who was
something like 14ish months old. The mom (gf) was going to work, her 6 year
old daughter was in school, and this guy offered to babysit the baby. He
then says that he called 911 when the baby fell down the stairs and
basically became unresponsive, just staring and having trouble breathing.
That was his version of what happened, and I guess the baby died the next
day due to injuries - I think she went into surgery that day, next day she
was said to be brain dead and pulled off life support. That story alone
made me sick, as obviously there was this feeling of something's not right,
this story just doesn't seem to sit well with me.

Not long ago, within the last week, I guess, my dumbass brother made a real
stupid comment to me. He said something like, "Ha! I remember Dave! Good
thing you didn't date!" and that kind of made me fairly uncomfortable.
Haven't seen this guy since I was about 17 or 18 or so, so it has been quite
a few years, but when I did see him, we did talk a bit and all that.

Now, just this morning, I read in the paper that his story has changed from
the baby falling down the stairs to the baby began crying and screaming, he
threw toys at her, threw her on the sofa, shoved a coffee table on wheels at
her when she fell off the table and, basically, abused the baby to the
extent that it was in. It just makes me sick. I almost feel like I can't
believe I knew this guy, even though it was years ago that I did know him.
And my smart brother has to make a disgusting comment, which I know he
didn't intend to make it come out like that, but really... I just needed to
rant and rave a little, since the article I read just this morning made me
want to vomit.

Kat,

cup a tea ------------ here, relax,take a deep breath, I know it is
upsetting to hear of this type of horror in the world, I'm sorry it
hits home for ya.

Sooo....tell me what are you going to do with the rest of your day?

Let's see , my day will go like this.....

finish typing to you, bring Mari a cup of coffee and wake her up to get
ready for work , Go p/u my grand daughter for her overnight stay with
us this week, take my daughter and her daughter to the WIC office.Looks
like we will be dodging rain drops today ;-) stop at the store on the
way home from WIC and p/u stuff for apple pies cause I forgot to
earlier in the week, and finally make those pies with my granddaughter!
She is not even three yet and she just loves to help her nanny bebe in
the kitchen , there is nothin more fun then getting her hands on a
stick of butter and squishing it between her fingers g a chip off her
gramma's block! I hope you have a nice day ....I am planning to!

Bev

"Bev" wrote in message
ps.com...

Kat wrote:
This is just kind of a rant, so I do apologize...

A while back, I'd guess well over 6 months ago, I was out and about with
a
girl friend at the mall. This is the friend with the little boy born the
same day as A, so it was her and I, along with her baby, A and B.
We're walking through the mall and made our way out the door to have a
quick
smoke. We're standing out there, and I'm approached by a girl who looks
to
be about my age. She calls my name. I look at her, and then recognize
her.
She's a girl I grew up with. They lived on the corner house on my
parents'
block. She was a year younger than me, and she had a brother 2 years
older
than me. They also had 3 noisy chihuahuas (and I remember one was REALLY
fat and was always my favorite - just pointless info)
Well, we're all standing outside, she bums a smoke and says she's living
not
too far from this particular mall, was living in another city 3 hours
away
until fairly recently when she came back home, and she has 2 little girls
that the dad has full custody of (IMO, seems like a good idea after all
this...) She kind of looked like hell. Almost like druggie/alcoholic
hell,
but she said she was doing a lot better now, wanted to stay here for a
while
to straighten up and get herself in order and then try and get visitation
with her girls, which, IIRC, were something like 2 and 3 years of age.
She then asked me if I've heard about her brother lately. Back when we
were
all around the 11-12 age, I know her brother had like a schoolboy crush
on
me (for lack of a better word?) but at that age, I found him more
creepy -
considering he was a boy and all AND he was about 2 years older than me.
We
were all friends, since we grew up in the same neighbourhood, basically
as
neighbours.
She said that her brother was in some trouble here in the city. She
asked
if I heard about it, which I really hadn't heard much about, but didn't
admit to reading a small article in the paper a while before this.
Something about a baby died and he was being accused of it, and she was
saying it's all a horrible mistake. A 'tragic accident' was a word she
had
used, and I remember that clearly still.
I do remember reading something about it before, and I remember calling
my
mom to ask her about it, asked her if it was the same guy from down the
block, once I read the name. My mom didn't know, but she assumed there
weren't many people with that particular name (not a VERY common name
like
John Smith or something)

Now there's a trial for this guy. I guess it's been going on for a
little
while. Papers have had articles on this stuff for the last couple weeks
or
so, and every few days I'll see it in the paper and read it. The story
(his
story) was that he was babysitting his then girlfriend's daughter, who
was
something like 14ish months old. The mom (gf) was going to work, her 6
year
old daughter was in school, and this guy offered to babysit the baby. He
then says that he called 911 when the baby fell down the stairs and
basically became unresponsive, just staring and having trouble breathing.
That was his version of what happened, and I guess the baby died the next
day due to injuries - I think she went into surgery that day, next day
she
was said to be brain dead and pulled off life support. That story alone
made me sick, as obviously there was this feeling of something's not
right,
this story just doesn't seem to sit well with me.

Not long ago, within the last week, I guess, my dumbass brother made a
real
stupid comment to me. He said something like, "Ha! I remember Dave!
Good
thing you didn't date!" and that kind of made me fairly uncomfortable.
Haven't seen this guy since I was about 17 or 18 or so, so it has been
quite
a few years, but when I did see him, we did talk a bit and all that.

Now, just this morning, I read in the paper that his story has changed
from
the baby falling down the stairs to the baby began crying and screaming,
he
threw toys at her, threw her on the sofa, shoved a coffee table on wheels
at
her when she fell off the table and, basically, abused the baby to the
extent that it was in. It just makes me sick. I almost feel like I
can't
believe I knew this guy, even though it was years ago that I did know
him.
And my smart brother has to make a disgusting comment, which I know he
didn't intend to make it come out like that, but really... I just needed
to
rant and rave a little, since the article I read just this morning made
me
want to vomit.

Kat,

cup a tea ------------ here, relax,take a deep breath, I know it is
upsetting to hear of this type of horror in the world, I'm sorry it
hits home for ya.

Sooo....tell me what are you going to do with the rest of your day?

Let's see , my day will go like this.....

finish typing to you, bring Mari a cup of coffee and wake her up to get
ready for work , Go p/u my grand daughter for her overnight stay with
us this week, take my daughter and her daughter to the WIC office.Looks
like we will be dodging rain drops today ;-) stop at the store on the
way home from WIC and p/u stuff for apple pies cause I forgot to
earlier in the week, and finally make those pies with my granddaughter!
She is not even three yet and she just loves to help her nanny bebe in
the kitchen , there is nothin more fun then getting her hands on a
stick of butter and squishing it between her fingers g a chip off her
gramma's block! I hope you have a nice day ....I am planning to!

Bev


Hey, when is the pie going to be done??? I could go for some warm apple pie!


T

Tiffany wrote:
"Bev" wrote in message
ps.com...

Kat wrote:
This is just kind of a rant, so I do apologize...

A while back, I'd guess well over 6 months ago, I was out and about with
a
girl friend at the mall. This is the friend with the little boy born the
same day as A, so it was her and I, along with her baby, A and B.
We're walking through the mall and made our way out the door to have a
quick
smoke. We're standing out there, and I'm approached by a girl who looks
to
be about my age. She calls my name. I look at her, and then recognize
her.
She's a girl I grew up with. They lived on the corner house on my
parents'
block. She was a year younger than me, and she had a brother 2 years
older
than me. They also had 3 noisy chihuahuas (and I remember one was REALLY
fat and was always my favorite - just pointless info)
Well, we're all standing outside, she bums a smoke and says she's living
not
too far from this particular mall, was living in another city 3 hours
away
until fairly recently when she came back home, and she has 2 little girls
that the dad has full custody of (IMO, seems like a good idea after all
this...) She kind of looked like hell. Almost like druggie/alcoholic
hell,
but she said she was doing a lot better now, wanted to stay here for a
while
to straighten up and get herself in order and then try and get visitation
with her girls, which, IIRC, were something like 2 and 3 years of age.
She then asked me if I've heard about her brother lately. Back when we
were
all around the 11-12 age, I know her brother had like a schoolboy crush
on
me (for lack of a better word?) but at that age, I found him more
creepy -
considering he was a boy and all AND he was about 2 years older than me.
We
were all friends, since we grew up in the same neighbourhood, basically
as
neighbours.
She said that her brother was in some trouble here in the city. She
asked
if I heard about it, which I really hadn't heard much about, but didn't
admit to reading a small article in the paper a while before this.
Something about a baby died and he was being accused of it, and she was
saying it's all a horrible mistake. A 'tragic accident' was a word she
had
used, and I remember that clearly still.
I do remember reading something about it before, and I remember calling
my
mom to ask her about it, asked her if it was the same guy from down the
block, once I read the name. My mom didn't know, but she assumed there
weren't many people with that particular name (not a VERY common name
like
John Smith or something)

Now there's a trial for this guy. I guess it's been going on for a
little
while. Papers have had articles on this stuff for the last couple weeks
or
so, and every few days I'll see it in the paper and read it. The story
(his
story) was that he was babysitting his then girlfriend's daughter, who
was
something like 14ish months old. The mom (gf) was going to work, her 6
year
old daughter was in school, and this guy offered to babysit the baby. He
then says that he called 911 when the baby fell down the stairs and
basically became unresponsive, just staring and having trouble breathing.
That was his version of what happened, and I guess the baby died the next
day due to injuries - I think she went into surgery that day, next day
she
was said to be brain dead and pulled off life support. That story alone
made me sick, as obviously there was this feeling of something's not
right,
this story just doesn't seem to sit well with me.

Not long ago, within the last week, I guess, my dumbass brother made a
real
stupid comment to me. He said something like, "Ha! I remember Dave!
Good
thing you didn't date!" and that kind of made me fairly uncomfortable.
Haven't seen this guy since I was about 17 or 18 or so, so it has been
quite
a few years, but when I did see him, we did talk a bit and all that.

Now, just this morning, I read in the paper that his story has changed
from
the baby falling down the stairs to the baby began crying and screaming,
he
threw toys at her, threw her on the sofa, shoved a coffee table on wheels
at
her when she fell off the table and, basically, abused the baby to the
extent that it was in. It just makes me sick. I almost feel like I
can't
believe I knew this guy, even though it was years ago that I did know
him.
And my smart brother has to make a disgusting comment, which I know he
didn't intend to make it come out like that, but really... I just needed
to
rant and rave a little, since the article I read just this morning made
me
want to vomit.

Kat,

cup a tea ------------ here, relax,take a deep breath, I know it is
upsetting to hear of this type of horror in the world, I'm sorry it
hits home for ya.

Sooo....tell me what are you going to do with the rest of your day?

Let's see , my day will go like this.....

finish typing to you, bring Mari a cup of coffee and wake her up to get
ready for work , Go p/u my grand daughter for her overnight stay with
us this week, take my daughter and her daughter to the WIC office.Looks
like we will be dodging rain drops today ;-) stop at the store on the
way home from WIC and p/u stuff for apple pies cause I forgot to
earlier in the week, and finally make those pies with my granddaughter!
She is not even three yet and she just loves to help her nanny bebe in
the kitchen , there is nothin more fun then getting her hands on a
stick of butter and squishing it between her fingers g a chip off her
gramma's block! I hope you have a nice day ....I am planning to!

Bev


Hey, when is the pie going to be done??? I could go for some warm apple pie!


T

o.k. o.k. relax I made a mistake about our schedule today ! Seems the
WIC appt. is tomorrow and so today we just took a joy ride out to the
obstetricians office for the letter of verification that S is having a
baby, so she can get the WIC for herself and the new baby now also. So
we decided to do the apple pies tomorrow cause it is already dinner
starting time. So Jaime, seasoned the chicken with lemon pepper spices,
as well as the table , the floor, and a few CD's I had on the kitchen
table because everything is more enjoyable with a little music playing
;-) and the chicken is now in the oven, in a little bit we will begin
the Fetuccinni Alfredo and the sweet peas for our vegetable!

So no warm apple pies till tomorrow........and when will you arrive for
yours? smile

p.s. don't forget the vanilla ice cream !

Bev

"Bev" wrote in message
ups.com...

Tiffany wrote:
"Bev" wrote in message
ps.com...

Kat wrote:
This is just kind of a rant, so I do apologize...

A while back, I'd guess well over 6 months ago, I was out and about
with
a
girl friend at the mall. This is the friend with the little boy born
the
same day as A, so it was her and I, along with her baby, A and B.
We're walking through the mall and made our way out the door to have a
quick
smoke. We're standing out there, and I'm approached by a girl who
looks
to
be about my age. She calls my name. I look at her, and then
recognize
her.
She's a girl I grew up with. They lived on the corner house on my
parents'
block. She was a year younger than me, and she had a brother 2 years
older
than me. They also had 3 noisy chihuahuas (and I remember one was
REALLY
fat and was always my favorite - just pointless info)
Well, we're all standing outside, she bums a smoke and says she's
living
not
too far from this particular mall, was living in another city 3 hours
away
until fairly recently when she came back home, and she has 2 little
girls
that the dad has full custody of (IMO, seems like a good idea after
all
this...) She kind of looked like hell. Almost like druggie/alcoholic
hell,
but she said she was doing a lot better now, wanted to stay here for a
while
to straighten up and get herself in order and then try and get
visitation
with her girls, which, IIRC, were something like 2 and 3 years of age.
She then asked me if I've heard about her brother lately. Back when
we
were
all around the 11-12 age, I know her brother had like a schoolboy
crush
on
me (for lack of a better word?) but at that age, I found him more
creepy -
considering he was a boy and all AND he was about 2 years older than
me.
We
were all friends, since we grew up in the same neighbourhood,
basically
as
neighbours.
She said that her brother was in some trouble here in the city. She
asked
if I heard about it, which I really hadn't heard much about, but
didn't
admit to reading a small article in the paper a while before this.
Something about a baby died and he was being accused of it, and she
was
saying it's all a horrible mistake. A 'tragic accident' was a word
she
had
used, and I remember that clearly still.
I do remember reading something about it before, and I remember
calling
my
mom to ask her about it, asked her if it was the same guy from down
the
block, once I read the name. My mom didn't know, but she assumed
there
weren't many people with that particular name (not a VERY common name
like
John Smith or something)

Now there's a trial for this guy. I guess it's been going on for a
little
while. Papers have had articles on this stuff for the last couple
weeks
or
so, and every few days I'll see it in the paper and read it. The
story
(his
story) was that he was babysitting his then girlfriend's daughter, who
was
something like 14ish months old. The mom (gf) was going to work, her
6
year
old daughter was in school, and this guy offered to babysit the baby.
He
then says that he called 911 when the baby fell down the stairs and
basically became unresponsive, just staring and having trouble
breathing.
That was his version of what happened, and I guess the baby died the
next
day due to injuries - I think she went into surgery that day, next day
she
was said to be brain dead and pulled off life support. That story
alone
made me sick, as obviously there was this feeling of something's not
right,
this story just doesn't seem to sit well with me.

Not long ago, within the last week, I guess, my dumbass brother made a
real
stupid comment to me. He said something like, "Ha! I remember Dave!
Good
thing you didn't date!" and that kind of made me fairly uncomfortable.
Haven't seen this guy since I was about 17 or 18 or so, so it has been
quite
a few years, but when I did see him, we did talk a bit and all that.

Now, just this morning, I read in the paper that his story has changed
from
the baby falling down the stairs to the baby began crying and
screaming,
he
threw toys at her, threw her on the sofa, shoved a coffee table on
wheels
at
her when she fell off the table and, basically, abused the baby to the
extent that it was in. It just makes me sick. I almost feel like I
can't
believe I knew this guy, even though it was years ago that I did know
him.
And my smart brother has to make a disgusting comment, which I know he
didn't intend to make it come out like that, but really... I just
needed
to
rant and rave a little, since the article I read just this morning
made
me
want to vomit.

Kat,

cup a tea ------------ here, relax,take a deep breath, I know it is
upsetting to hear of this type of horror in the world, I'm sorry it
hits home for ya.

Sooo....tell me what are you going to do with the rest of your day?

Let's see , my day will go like this.....

finish typing to you, bring Mari a cup of coffee and wake her up to get
ready for work , Go p/u my grand daughter for her overnight stay with
us this week, take my daughter and her daughter to the WIC office.Looks
like we will be dodging rain drops today ;-) stop at the store on the
way home from WIC and p/u stuff for apple pies cause I forgot to
earlier in the week, and finally make those pies with my granddaughter!
She is not even three yet and she just loves to help her nanny bebe in
the kitchen , there is nothin more fun then getting her hands on a
stick of butter and squishing it between her fingers g a chip off her
gramma's block! I hope you have a nice day ....I am planning to!

Bev


Hey, when is the pie going to be done??? I could go for some warm apple
pie!


T

o.k. o.k. relax I made a mistake about our schedule today ! Seems the
WIC appt. is tomorrow and so today we just took a joy ride out to the
obstetricians office for the letter of verification that S is having a
baby, so she can get the WIC for herself and the new baby now also. So
we decided to do the apple pies tomorrow cause it is already dinner
starting time. So Jaime, seasoned the chicken with lemon pepper spices,
as well as the table , the floor, and a few CD's I had on the kitchen
table because everything is more enjoyable with a little music playing
;-) and the chicken is now in the oven, in a little bit we will begin
the Fetuccinni Alfredo and the sweet peas for our vegetable!

So no warm apple pies till tomorrow........and when will you arrive for
yours? smile

p.s. don't forget the vanilla ice cream !

Bev


I am getting my pie fix in an hour. I made a pumpkin pie!