Let her start over. I was the offended party here. I reconsidered and decided to let her have half the savings and checking. There was no credit card ...ebt, as we paid the balance each month. I wasn't being generous with her, it's just that I was planning on receiving a windfall she would have no part of and which would be off the books, so to speak. I wouldn't miss what little I gave up to her. Trust me, with what I had on her, she would play ball. As to that windfall, I quickly rejected the. He is really going, she thought. How the hell do you go to a swingers club solo? What an ass. She slowly unlocked the bathroom door and headed for the kitchen, clearly needing a sip of pinot gris to figure out her next move. Her hands shook as she reached in the cabinet for a stemless wine glass, slowly opening the wine bottle with her Whodini opener. As she grabbed the cork to throw it away, it slipped out of her hand and onto the counter, landing near a piece of paper. ..the ticket to. .." he said."OUR daughter," I corrected.And then we met the Weismanns when they moved into our apartment building, Sim Weismann is a Sociology prof and Beck, his wife. I get the idea that she's matured out of one of those, as Alan says, 'Kumbayah hippie socially aware' phases. Said Beck, pointing to a book on her shelf, "It Takes a Village. Hillary Clinton's name is on it although I doubt she wrote much of it. But when I see how Terri and Rachel flit around here, I see where my daughter and. .. HOT!"Company was in for a taste treat ... David slathered sour cream and sprinkled extra scallions on the first pancakes. Out the window."Oh Gods!! I've died and gone to a good place ... Mmmmmm"There were no leftovers"Thanks, Mom," cried a chorus of girlie voices.They appeared on the Penny with satisfied smiles and full bellies.Company said, "I always eat too much at your house ... but I can't help it ... it's Soooo good. Your mom is the best!"Connie agreed, "I never got fed like that at.