So yesterday I got a friend request on Facebook from a girl who I thought was my big sister's friend. No. She is my new step mom. Surprise! Yup, Donnie is starting out on his fifth (and hopefully final) marriage. Psh. Good luck to you, Shelley. Maybe he'll feed your kids. You know, since you have a son. Which was why me and my sisters were disappointments. Speaking of sisters, my big sister, Donnie's oldest daughter, his thirty. Shelley, the fiancee, is thirty-two. Yup, Donnie is officially a bigger freak than he used to be. Maybe he won't try to hit this one.
Shelley does seem to be a genuinely nice person though, and I'm looking forward to getting to know her. But no matter how nice she is, I am not going to the wedding. Sorry, Shelley. I'll send you a card.