Last night I get this email from an attorney that a someone died and I am next of kin and he needs to snail mail me some paperwork.

It has been a whirl wind couple of days here in the FAT house. It is the kind of week where you try to rob Peter to pay Paul only to find Peter has already been robbed,

THEN DRUM ROLL PLEASE

Last night I get this email from an attorney that a someone died and I am next of kin and he needs to snail mail me some paperwork. He wants to verify my identity and address.....

I know I know you are all laughing but don't be so quick to judge.....

The attorney, Neil is a cousin of my fathers and the woman that died is a cousin to both of us. I had to think about this, Jean is my first cousin 2 generations removed.

BUT Don't go and get all slap happy yet......

I called cousin Neil today....

I am not actually in this will or anything but as a known surviving relative he needs to send me paperwork as an interested party.... *eye roll*

What I believe this translates to is that he spent a whole lot of time searching me down online and is going to bill the estate for it.

I will have to see what he is sending me, he may be the attorney of record here but my daughters Trust Attorney is a friend of the deceased (who incidentally knows where I am and how to contact me) and I will not hesitate to call him if I feel the attorney of record has abused any powers long lost cousin or not.

The good news is.... there were some pictures of my parents amongst the deceased effects and Neil volunteered to burn them to disk for me and will send them with the said paperwork.

And as another mutual cousin would have said...... "That my dear is the scoop on the poop!"

MY V.D. a.k.a. Snow Blow and Flow...

That has been my day. The snow was terrible last night and the roads were drifted over when fb went to work to fill the wood furnace he said he barely made it back. Well he should have left early to plough but didn't.... still I got up at 4am so his decision could not be pinned on me.

Needless to say I went back to bed after he left I was really feeling punk. Well he came home about 10:30am frozen and soaked to the bone. I threw his clothes and coats in the dryer and tried to get him warm. Then having the van I went to get something for lunch lime juice and a loaf of bread but only having $10 and he wanted Fritos there went my lunch *eye roll* so I made him share the Fritos which of course he grumbled.

I noticed a slight leak that I thought was from the roof when I left. While we were eating the Fritos TWO pipes in my ceiling gave way and I was dumping buckets while fb was turning off the water THANK GOD HE CAME HOME COLD!

fatboy then used this opportunity to get me to clean the entire house before calling the landlord.... So I cleaned the house stashed the 3 out of 4 cats and moved the rats from view. fb came home at 4 went and told the Landlord who tried to turn it around on us just like I said he would.... then he came by but fb ended up fixing it or we would still be without water. being 6'8" does have it's advantages he could fix it without a ladder.

They used a combination of fb's tools and the landlords tools and the landlords son came by to defend us. The pipes that burst weren't even in use and the thermostat was wet 8 degrees Celsius above the landlords posted minimum. What a crappy wet day I have glued down rugs in my kitchen I can't even pull up although I was able to pull the mat that got the most of it.

I was able to heat up Tofu Italian Casserole from last night for an easy dinner but having missed LUNCH I am still hungry. IF I wasn't trying to be good I would bake some cookies. If I wasn't so tired I might give in and do it.... I had better not make any coffee....LOL

Confession time: I ended up with about 1/3 cup of semi sweet chips and some hard sourdough Bavarian Pretzels I had stashed when fatboy went to fill the furnace at 10:30pm

They are glued to the floor I can't pull them I have beem putting towels over them and walking on them then washing the towels.

My friend Cyberpawz said: "Make sure have those rugs replaced, mold and mildew is bad for humans, it's deadly to rats and pets in general."

To which I replied: My landlord needs to rent me a dryer but he is a cheap ass bastard so it isn't going to happen. I had to explain that we needed to wait a few days to put back the ceiling tiles or the insulation would mold. Fatboy is going to do it for him but he didn't even bring enough tiles so not only is he a cheap ass bastard.... but he CAN'T COUNT either!