A Tribute to Life in Washington D.C.

Uncle Shit

August 13, 2021- I received the following chat message from my niece, Kaitlin, on Facebook: Uncle, HI… sugar honey ice tea, (as in S.H.I.T). Uncle s * * *, Uhhh, do you know what happened with your sister at court? Care to share with her daughter? THANKS! If not continue to f*** off as if I don’t exist 🙂

It seems that my sister's daughter was reaching out to ascertain how her mother fared in court. My sister is an addict, and her luck had run out. She has used for more than thirty years. She's been in and out of rehab more times that anyone can count, never once completing a program. This time, she was facing possession charges with intent to distribute a controlled dangerous substance. She was caught with heroin. It was the latest in a long string of legal drama.

She's recently divorced. After selling the jointly owned residence, Cheryl walked away with eighty thousand dollars. Her siblings begged her to save some money for the future, find a place to live, get a job. Sadly, Cheryl could not relax until the money was gone. She bought each of her three children used cars. She sofa-surfed alternating between mother, sisters, and daughters. After buying three cars, she went on a world-class bender-- drinking, drugging, and gambling until she was again, penniless. She was a regular in casinos and dumpy motels. She'd get a rental, only to be evicted a short time later.

She is now in court ordered rehab, on probation with a suspended sentence hanging over her head. It is only a matter of time before Cheryl violates probation and ends up in jail. That is the best case scenario because it might finally mean she hit bottom.

As for her witty daughter’s inquiry, Uncle S H I T responded as follows:

Funny
Until
Children
Kick
You
Out
Unequivocally 😷