Another funeral

Queenee is staying with Uncle Ed this weekend. Uncle George's funeral was today and Uncle Ed ended up having the family back to his house, again. He just went through this four weeks ago when Aunt Betty died, and now, thanks to the bottomless pit of selfishness that is the snipe, he's having to do it again.

I hope Queenee and her brothers and sisters are holding their own. I especially hope cousin C and his family finally see that they are loved and valued by the same aunts, uncles and cousins that the waste of oxygen tried to turn against them. The prevaricating festering scumbag has just lost his last excuse to have his hooks into anyone in the family and I bet he's already working his phony sympathy routine to the heights. Jerk.

Is anyone unclear about my feelings toward the little piece of shit?

I'm happy that Queenee will get even a little time to spend with Uncle Ed. His children and grandchildren have been keeping an eye on him since he lost Betty, but it has to be very hard for him anyway. It's good that Queenee is there now.