Wednesday, February 26, 1997

Bob didn't want my mother to come.  I told him that was her grandchild too.  He thinks only him and his family have an exclusive.  Went on about what a poor grandmother she was ... said he hated her.  Said he wasn't coming ... said if he did and mom got in his face, he had a few things to say to "that bitch."  I told him he should be an adult -- it's Bobbi's birthday party for God's sakes.

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