wow 2 years huh?

Wow how the hell did almost two years pass by without one post? Wow I'm slacking on my pimpin' huh? Lol anyways, a lot and I mean a lot has happened since then. My uncle finally succumbed to his cancer on the night of December 15,2010. It was a very rough night to say the least. I was already in bed asleep since I had work early the next day. My husband was at a Miami heat game and just as the game was over he got the call from my cousin...lets call her Mrs. Piggy. Mrs piggy informed him that my unexpected had passed but that no one had informed his some yet, mind you they knew he was taking his last few breaths and no one thought to tell the kidwho was just feet away outside of the house, that he needed to get in there. So with that being said Mrs piggy and her mom were being chicken shits and didn't want to tell him. That's when I got the call, some me up out of a sound sleep to some of the worst news ever. I sit up and the first question I ask is, does his some know? The husband says no so I'm immediately pissed. They live next door so I dressed quickly since it was sub freezing outside, and then I bolted across the yard to only be met by my cousin running right at me in tears ye#lling my name. He had just found out at age 20 that his dad had passed away. Wtf to you say to the kid you know... well my husband got home and bless his heart he took the lead role in making sure my cousin got time with his dad that Mrs piggy and her witch mother had denied him for months. Then the coroner showed up...and all bell broke loose. Mrs piggy and her mom tell my cousin to get out of the room so they can take his body away, my cousin says can I just have a few more minutes? My witchey aunt says, well actually growls, "you have two minutes!", that's when my husband stepped in and barked back, "he can have as much time as be wants, now everyone OUT!". I am aware of none of this, until the witch comes out and lights me up about my rude husband, and how my cousin is an ass and that the coroner doesn't have all night...blah blah blah. How I managed to keep my mouth shut is a mystery to me..maybe it was just the shock setting in. Well a couple days pass, my mom and sister are in town, we attend the funeral where yet again the witch starts shit with me as soon as I walked in the door. I looked her dead in the eye and told her to go fuck herself and walked right back out. I was going home, I was not in the mood for my selfish family, not today. Today was about my uncle...not them. I stayed, eventually it was all over and we were home. What an eerie silence the house had now. Until my mother showed up with her new car, that heartless bitch went straight to the dealership after the funeral and bought a fracken car! Wow yea she totally cared about her brother and is just noticeably distraught...or not. Skank! As the days turnes into weekes my mother was still here and playing on my nerves. They had torn through all my uncle and grandmothers belongings and with there "bellies" full were now on there way out. Finally, I told them take it all! The stuff the furniture, gut the house I dont care just leave asap. So they did, and within a week myself, my husband, and my three kids had moves into the 4 bed 3 bath house my cousin had just inherited. He kept saying he didn't want to be alone, how could he pay the bills? So we moves into help. That was around January 10th of 2011. It has been almost a year with nothing but hell in that house. My mom and aunt still calling and. Coming by to see if they missed anything of value, my husband and cousin fighting constantly because of how extremely irresponsible my cousin is. Just crazyiness in general and I am so over it.on a good note though my husband got his job back after two years jobless after they closed his branck,