Tuesday - The Story of Frankie and Albert

Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about an email I received this weekend from the craziest of all my crazy aunts. In it, Aunt Sue* asked me (and everyone else on her distribution list) to not tell anyone she had sent it and a previous email she send back in November, since the people whose personal business she broadcasted across the Internet were displeased. Mind you, she asked this after she updated us all on the personal business she had previously disclosed.

Of the six siblings in my mother's family, my mother was the only one I would categorize as sane. The rest cross the entire spectrum of crazy, from Sweet and Endearing Crazy (her younger brother) to Spiteful Crazy (her second oldest sister) to Stark Raving and Not Ashamed to Admit it Crazy (her baby sister, Sue).

One of the problems with Aunt Sue is that she has no concept of nobody else's business. She will tell her problems to the world and if she finds out about your problems, she will tell them to the world as well. Fortunately for me, she does not know any of my problems.

( Airing Dirty Laundry over the Internet )

* Names have been changed to protect the privacy of the clueless and the victims of the clueless.