This has to stop NOW. No more beer, only the Busch non-alcohol. Cigs, only 1 pack a day. I confiscated her bank card Sunday so she could not give it to her neighbor to use to buy them beer and cigs. I felt guilty about doing that but know that I did the right thing.

We know that she is supplying her next door idiot; Jack, with beer and cigs. I am totally amazed that she seems to have such a "crush" on this guy. He is one the last people on earth I would think she would connect with. He's just icky. Dirty, gross, feet so nasty; scaley, dirty OMG. Just nasty. She seems to have a crush on him. I cannot begin to imagine what it is she sees in him. There is something just so not right in this relationship. I know that she sees him as a good friend as we talked about him Sun. when I was there. She seems to think that they have been good friends for a long time. When I reminded her that she has only been there a couple of months, she tells me she has been there for at least 6 months and has known Jack for a long time. I think she thinks of him as her boyfriend. I don't know.

What I do know is that Mike and Teresa would agree, we need to quit bringing her beer. Her mind is F'd up enough. The beer only adds to her confusion.

We have been trying so hard to make her comfortable and let her live her life her way. Her way no longer works. Not for her, and certainly not for us. She needs to be where she is and learn that her options are limited. NO MORE BEER. Teresa, we need to be together on this and I have no doubt that we will be. The only beer I will get for her is the no alchol beer.

We have to learn from our mistakes. I think I have. As difficult as it is to parent your parent, it's time for us to teach her that she cannot dictate to us what she wants. I know that we will continue to care for Mom. I think at this point we need to only take care of her needs and beer is not a necessity.

I promise to not buy her any more beer. It is in her best interest. I will get her the no alcohol beer but not the Bud she so loves.

I do not know how she will take it when I visit and she asks me to buy beer and I bring her the no alcohol beer. And I don't care. I just do not care. She needs to get sober. Will she fight us, I'm sure she will. Will she hate me, I'm sure she will. I do not care, this has to stop.