Well it turns out I called it right and I'm not happy about it. I'm not sure why I let my Dad upset me so but he makes me
soooo damn mad.
My Dad calls me tonight around 5pm...to tell me when the funeral is.
Me: Wait, back up, I didn't know that he died, when did he die?
Dad: On Saturday
Me: He died on Saturday and you're first calling me now on MONDAY?
Dad: I called you.
Me: You called me to say they were removing the vent that I didn't know he was on to begin with.
Dad: No, I called you to say he died.
Me: No, you called me to tell me they were removing the vent and gave me Ryan's cell phone number
in case I wanted to meet up with them at the Hospital to say goodbye. You didn't call me between then and now.
Dad: I did call you.
Me: Dad, you didn't.
Dad: I guess I forgot.
(In the background I hear Crazy Wife yelling at him that he most certainly did call me even LISTING OUT THE TIME OF SUPPOSED PHONE CALL and who he spoke to before and after yet it never occurred.)
Me: Dad, can you tell her to shut her mouth for once? You did NOT call me.
Dad: Yeah you're right. Now that I think about it, I didn't call.
Dad: So the funeral is on Saturday. The funeral home needs to know what car you're driving for the processional.
Me: What?
Dad: You can ride with us.
Me: Really? You really think I want to get into a car with her? It's not important where I drive or who I drive with when no one can even call me to tell me my Grandpa died. I guess it's not like I'm part of the family or anything, it doesn't matter where I drive.
We get off the phone with me telling him I'll just get whatever information I need to know from the obituary. I have a complete and total meltdown. A conversation with my Mom that I'm sure she couldn't understand a word coming out of my mouth because she asked to talk to Mike. When I finally settled down, Jill called me to cheer me up and in only a way that a Jill can. I'm guessing my Mom called or emailed her and asked her to call me because it was quite erie otherwise that she knew precisely when to call. We talked about boogers and stuff. (Just keeping it real here)
I took some
Excedrin and took a nap because by now I was mentally exhausted and my head was starting to pound and know that I get the worst migraines after stuff like this.
Part of me thinks to not even go to the funeral but then if I don't they'll all be able to use me as the scapegoat. The horrible grandchild who couldn't be bothered to come. When really, it's not about that at all.
Oh yeah, as a side note I say to my Dad:
Me: so did you change your flight for coming back?
Dad: No, I told you we
weren't coming back early because of this.
Me: I don't mean early, it seems like you're staying longer.
Dad: What do you mean?
Me: Well you just told me you're coming home LATE on New Year's Eve but the day after Christmas when we spoke you said we'd be getting together before New Year's Eve to celebrate Christmas when you got back.
Dad: Oh, I guess I screwed that up.
Ok, SERIOUSLY? Is this man on something or just totally hell bent on finding ways to push me over the edge and just say enough is enough, that I just can't take the familial torture anymore and to just leave me the hell alone??
So we head to bed and of course my head is spinning again. I pull up the funeral home website and this is what I see...
Kenneth J. Wehr
Born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin on Feb. 3, 1924
Passed away on Dec. 27, 2008 and resided in Milwaukee, WI.
Visitation: Saturday, Jan. 3, 2009
Service: Saturday, Jan. 3, 2009
Family Gathering: Saturday, Jan. 3, 2009
Cemetery: Mount Olivet Cemetery
Please click on the links above for locations, times, maps, and directions.
Wehr, Kenneth J. "Mike"
Entered into Eternal Life on Saturday December 27, 2008 at the age of 84. Beloved husband of Mildred (nee Fritz) for 60 years. Loving dad of David, Don, Ken (Lynda) and Floyd (Kathleen). Proud grandpa of Jennifer (Mike) Buettner, Ryan Wehr, Lindsey (Fabian) Klein and Chris Robinson (Sarah Rollings). Also survived by sisters-in-law, brothers-in-law, nieces, nephews, other relatives and friends.
Mass of Christian Burial Saturday 10:30 am at St. Gregory the Great Church (3160 S. 63rd St.). Visitation Saturday 9-10:15 am at the church. Interment Mt. Olivet Cemetery. Mike's family would like to express their heartfelt gratitude to the staff at Southpointe Health Care Center for their compassion and care. In lieu of flowers, memorials appreciated.
Ok, now let's step back here for a moment and look at he "Proud Grandpa" line. Let's even forget my feelings on the "Proud Grandpa" reference. Let's look at the people listed...
I'm listed first which should mean I'm the oldest. But wait...where's my older cousin Mike and his Wife Jen? (Yes, two Mike & Jen's in this small family. There's also been multiple Linda's with different spellings and multiple Kathy's with different spellings because they all seem to get married and divorced multiple times to the same named people.)
Ryan, Lindsey,
ok, they're my younger cousins.
Chris Robinson? Seriously? They listed my Dad's Wife's ADULT Son and his wife but omit an actual family member? I mean seriously?
What did my cousin Mike do to get
omitted cause honestly I would have taken the bullet on this one since I'm being outcast anyway. I would have expected to be the one omitted. I mean as far as I know his last name is still Wehr. Yes his parents got divorced but so did Mine, so did Ryan and Lindsey's. If we're playing by those rules, none of us should have been listed.
So here I sit, wide awake and upset again.