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Thursday Thirteen : My crazy Aunt Mary Ellen

I had quite an adventure last week at my Aunt Mary Ellen’s home in California.? Aunt Mary Ellen was a hoarder.?? I thought I would share some stories I heard about her while I was there.

Please know that I tell these stories with real love and laughter.? Aunt Mary Ellen would have been thrilled to know that she was the center of a blog post. She would have laughed and told an even bigger, more elaborate story.

Everyone tried to help her, btw. She refused all cleaning and clearing help. Finding alcohol, however, was another matter.

Thursday Thirteen #45 – My crazy Aunt Mary Ellen.

1.? One pot of coffee: My aunt made one pot of coffee a week and drank a cup a day.? By day two, the pot was infested with breeding fruit flies.? Undetered, she would microwave a cup of coffee then skim the fruit flies off the top.

2.? ‘My friends’: Aunt Mary Ellen used this term to describe the variety of vermin that lived in her house including rats, fruit flies, termites, and so on.

3.? At night: Aunt Mary Ellen refused to get out of bed at night for fear of stepping on her ‘friends’ (rats).

4.? Rolling around in the bushes: Recently Aunt Mary Ellen’s across the street neighbor heard rustling in the bushes.? Terrified of that it was robbers, she flipped on the exterior lights to find Aunt Mary Ellen and some guy rolling around – making out? screwing? Who knows? Seeing them, the neighbor flipped off the lights.

5.? 10 feet of plastic grocery bags: When Aunt Mary Ellen went into the convolescent home the first time, a friend removed two truck loads of plastic grocery bags from the garage.? He was in BIG trouble when she returned to find the bags gone.

6.? The price tag: Aunt Mary Ellen never removed the price tag on an item as she was never sure if or when she would return it. That meant, for example, that light fixtures, hanging in place for twenty years, still had their original tags.

7.? Calling the police: Every once and a while, no one is quite sure why, Aunt Mary Ellen would phone the police.? When they arrived, she would stand in the doorway in her bra and? underwear as if it was a booty call.

8.? Toxic waste: They found over 100 mostly empty gallon Skye Vodka bottles lining the pool.? They had vines growing over them so were nearly invisible.? The contents filled a ten gallon trash can.? Of course, there was also three- five gallon cans of gasoline left over from the 1970s gas shortage.? The cans were rusted and almost rotted through.

9.? Guns: Aunt Mary Ellen was a ‘collector’.? She bragged about her antique gun collection.? Upon inspection, she had two shotguns valued at $15 and a small automatic.? I told them to look for the revolver that my grandfather kept.? I have yet to hear where that was located.

10.? Gowns and the QE2: About five years ago, Aunt Mary Ellen went on a QE2 trip with a good friend.? In preparation, she purchased a number of expensive gowns (but kept the tags on, of course).? She was heart broken that she didn’t meet any men for mad passionate love on the boat.? Of course, she hadn’t bathed in a month.

11.? At the nursing home: On a hunch, one of her doctors searched her room while she was away. The results?? 12 bottle of Jack Daniels and Skye Vodka AND copious quanities of non-prescribed pain killers, tranquilizers and whatever else.? When asked, she said that she didn’t think the doctors meds were ‘strong’ enough.? This is while she was doing chemo!

12.? The Safe: This is one of my favorite stories.? Aunt Mary Ellen told a number of people that she had a safe full of money.? When they went to look for the safe, two people (unknown to the trustees) hovered around the building. When asked, they said that they were looking for the safe.? At that moment, Aunt Mary Ellen’s best friend said: “Oh, Mary Ellen gave me that safe about 10 years ago.? She wasn’t using it so thought I’d want it.”? When asked about the cash?? Her friend just laughed.

13.? Ok, it’s your turn. What kookie family stories do you have?? Write them in the comments and I’ll add them to the post.

  • “I had a great-aunt who hid money. She was a young adult during the depression, so she learned (and never unlearned) to scrimp and save. When she passed away, her kids found $2000 wrapped in tin foil in her freezer and several hundred dollars rolled up in the toes of her shoes. People are funny.” Cap at the Friggin’ Cat House
  • “I used to clean house for an elderly German woman who would make that one pot of coffee on Sunday. I cleaned on Saturday, so guess how the brew tasted. She was blind, but she?d bake. She made a currant cake once and even baked it after she dropped it on the dog, which she thought was the cookie sheet. Well, she reassembled the cake, baked it, and served it to me a week later with a very stiff, dark cup of coffee. I was too polite too say no, and she was not blind enough to miss my tossing it out. She was a character.” Sandy Carlson
  • “My mom is a bit of a hoarder, but she keeps it to just one room. There is crap in there that hasn?t seen the light of day in twenty years. But it is all organized in see through bins?so she knows what is in there.” Tommie at Tuesday Update
  • “Flip?s grandfather used to play his fiddle dressed in nothing but a shower cap with his pet parakeet perched on the bow, and his aunt also kept money in her freezer. My family was too straight-laced to be that colorful.” Heart in San Francisco
  • “My mom and I went to my grandma?s 4th (5th?) wedding, and the bride wore black velvet hot pants. It was the 70s, but still.” Darla at Nichtszusagen
  • “I had a great uncle that would yell out ?Meat!? or ?Taters!? or ?Bread,? instead of asking the polite and proper way. Us kids could hardly contain our laughter till we got away from Grandma?s table.” TC at the Write Gardner
  • “My great grandmother had a whole room filled with cards she had received? about 90 year?s worth of them” Sarah at Puss ReBoots
  • “Oh man, Aunt Mary was a trip. My grandmother went a little loopy after grandpa died. She started hiding things in odd places. The checkbook was in a covered saucepan on the back burner of the stove. Cash was folded up in towels in the linen closet. She hid her medication under the couch.” Nicole Austin
  • “My bipolar husband is a bit of a hoarder (yes, as in ?a bit pregnant?.) I try to contain it somewhat but if we both perished tomorrow the people who came to throw out our treasures would definitely shake their heads and tell similar stories. Your crazy Aunt Mary Ellen?s 10 feet of plastic grocery bags is my absolute favorite! We currently have a tendency to make pizza box towers, laundry mountains, eventually-heading-to-the-green-bin boxboard towers, and let?s not forget about our enormous collection of pop cans and bottles in blue bags waiting to go to the recycling place. Two weekends ago we took two car loads of 600 cans/bottles and snagged $30.00 for it. Sweet.” Julia at Mind over Matter
  • “My brother in-law discovered something really interesting in one of the cabinets that toppled down during a strong earthquake in my in-law?s house in Japan ?> A mummified fish enclosed in Ziploc!!? As per the ?experts? scrutiny?, it appeared that the fish in question was raw when it was placed in the plastic case and set aside in the wooden cabinet.? Estimated time passed since the fish was placed there: 15 years.? BTW, everyone thinks my mother in-law did that crime. I have a very strong hunch that it?s true.” Grace at Sandier Pastures
31 Responses to Thursday Thirteen : My crazy Aunt Mary Ellen
  1. Cap
    October 1, 2008 | 5:43 pm

    This gave me a belly laugh … thanks! I had a great-aunt who hid money. She was a young adult during the depression, so she learned (and never unlearned) to scrimp and save.

    When she passed away, her kids found $2000 wrapped in tin foil in her freezer and several hundred dollars rolled up in the toes of her shoes. People are funny :)

  2. SandyCarlson
    October 1, 2008 | 5:44 pm

    I love your stories. What fun! I used to clean house for an elderly German woman who would make that one pot of coffee on Sunday. I cleaned on Saturday, so guess how the brew tasted. She was blind, but she’d bake. She made a currant cake once and even baked it after she dropped it on the dog, which she thought was the cookie sheet. Well, she reassembled the cake, baked it, and served it to me a week later with a very stiff, dark cup of coffee. I was too polite too say no, and she was not blind enough to miss my tossing it out. She was a character.

  3. Janet
    October 1, 2008 | 6:02 pm

    Wow, Claudia. Just…wow.

  4. Nicholas
    October 1, 2008 | 6:04 pm

    I’m sure fruit flies are full of protein and other nutrients!

  5. tommie
    October 1, 2008 | 7:44 pm

    Wow….just just makes me sad. I wll never know what it took to go through all of her stuff.

    My mom is a bit of a hoarder, but she keeps it to just one room. There is crap in there that hasn’t seen the light of day in twenty years. But it is all organized in see through bins…so she knows what is in there.

  6. ceo
    October 1, 2008 | 8:45 pm

    I never knew anyone that colorful much less had them in my family. Now I feel privileged to read your blog.

  7. Lori
    October 1, 2008 | 8:54 pm

    She sounds like a hoot!! Great stories…Happy TT:)

  8. heart in san francisco
    October 2, 2008 | 12:28 am

    Maybe what the neighbor saw on the lawn was Aunt Mary Ellen resisting arrest after one of her booty cop calls.

    She sounds like a wonderful character. Flip’s grandfather used to play his fiddle dressed in nothing but a shower cap with his pet parakeet perched on the bow, and his aunt also kept money in her freezer. My family was too straight-laced to be that colorful.

  9. colleen
    October 2, 2008 | 7:06 am

    I can’t top this! I guess they were fooling around in the bushes because there was no place to lie down inside. What a legacy! Did you inherit the plastic bags?

  10. Darla
    October 2, 2008 | 7:47 am

    Wow, what a character! If this were fiction, I wouldn’t believe it.

    My mom’s family had their quirks, but they mostly died when I was a kid, so I don’t remember any good stories. I should ask my mom. I do remember being horribly fascinated when my mom and I went to my grandma’s 4th (5th?) wedding, and the bride wore black velvet hot pants. It was the 70s, but still.

  11. perpstu
    October 2, 2008 | 11:07 am

    My family’s quirks are far to much for a comment! Your aunt sounds like quite a character. I’m glad you are done with the cleaning!

    XOXO

  12. yasmin
    October 2, 2008 | 11:34 am

    May Aunt Mary rest in peace…she sounded like she definitely lived life to the fullest on her terms.
    Hmmm…kooky relatives…ALL OF US…each of us has stories about everybody else in the family…lol.

  13. Sue
    October 2, 2008 | 11:55 am

    Thank you for sharing these stories of Aunt Mary with us. This has been a fun, and interesting read :) Happy TT!

  14. Ivanhoe
    October 2, 2008 | 12:28 pm

    Wow! Aunt Mary Ellen was a kook :o ) Sorry, I have absolutely nothing to top this…not even to tie this :o )
    I guess my family was pretty boring or kept secrets very well…

  15. Cylithria
    October 2, 2008 | 12:33 pm

    she sounds truly amazing and such a strong soul!!! Thank you for sharing!

  16. AnitaK
    October 2, 2008 | 1:10 pm

    This post and the last are truly great ways to honor your aunt.

    I love the shiny wallpaper in the kitchen!

  17. TC
    October 2, 2008 | 1:31 pm

    “Rolling around in the bushes” was my favorite.

    I had a great uncle that would yell out “Meat!” or “Taters!” or “Bread,” instead of asking the polite and proper way. Us kids could hardly contain our laughter till we got away from Grandma’s table.

  18. pussreboots
    October 2, 2008 | 2:47 pm

    My great grandmother had a whole room filled with cards she had received… about 90 year’s worth of them. Happy TT.

  19. Heather
    October 2, 2008 | 3:13 pm

    Sounds like an interesting character! Great TT!

  20. Alice Audrey
    October 2, 2008 | 3:28 pm

    Yikes! None of my relatives are quite THAT crazy. Close, but not quite.

  21. Anthony North
    October 2, 2008 | 4:51 pm

    Well, I don’t think i could beat that. Marvellous post.

  22. Brenda
    October 2, 2008 | 5:12 pm

    You really know your Aunt. I love the one pot of coffee thing. Happy TT!

  23. Nicole Austin
    October 2, 2008 | 5:41 pm

    Oh man, Aunt Mary was a trip. My grandmother went a little loopy after grandpa died. She started hiding things in odd places. The checkbook was in a covered saucepan on the back burner of the stove. Cash was folded up in towels in the linen closet. She hid her medication under the couch. LOL!

  24. julia
    October 2, 2008 | 7:16 pm

    I love reading about other hoarders. They always make me laugh and laugh and laugh. My bipolar husband is a bit of a hoarder (yes, as in ‘a bit pregnant’.) I try to contain it somewhat but if we both perished tomorrow the people who came to throw out our treasures would definitely shake their heads and tell similar stories. Your crazy Aunt Mary Ellen’s 10 feet of plastic grocery bags is my absolute favorite! We currently have a tendency to make pizza box towers, laundry mountains, eventually-heading-to-the-green-bin boxboard towers, and let’s not forget about our enormous collection of pop cans and bottles in blue bags waiting to go to the recycling place. Two weekends ago we took two car loads of 600 cans/bottles and snagged $30.00 for it. Sweet.

  25. Los Angelista
    October 3, 2008 | 3:04 am

    Wow, thanks for showing those details. Was she like this her whole life or did it just start after a certain point?

  26. TWM
    October 3, 2008 | 3:10 am

    Claudia, I am fairly certain there are colorful story’s told in my family; but in this generation they are all about me and in my own consciousness my life is just normal.

  27. Jennifer McKenzie
    October 3, 2008 | 8:51 am

    I both laughed and felt sad at this post. Alcoholism is so cunning and baffling. I have a tough time laughing at the destruction some days.
    Then, there are others where I find it hugely amusing. LOL.
    People were always amazed when I could laugh at some of the black moments in my first marriage to an alcoholic. Unless you really live it, you can’t see it.
    Congrats on surviving , Claudia.

  28. Kelly
    October 3, 2008 | 2:16 pm

    This is by far the most interesting TT I’ve read! OMG, Claudia!

    I bet you have a million more stories, just like these ones.

  29. Sandier Pastures
    October 4, 2008 | 5:48 am

    My brother in-law discovered something really interesting in one of the cabinets that toppled down during a strong earthquake in my in-law’s house in Japan —> A mummified fish enclosed in Ziploc!!

    As per the “experts’ scrutiny”, it appeared that the fish in question was raw when it was placed in the plastic case and set aside in the wooden cabinet.

    Estimated time passed since the fish was placed there: 15 years.

    BTW, everyone thinks my mother in-law did that crime. I have a very strong hunch that it’s true.

  30. Devyl
    October 4, 2008 | 12:37 pm

    Wow – WOW! That is disturbing and beautiful all wrapped up into a hilarious package.

    *hugs*

  31. Fear and Parenting in Las Vegas
    October 9, 2008 | 11:48 pm

    I’m sorry I’m so far behind and finally catching up on this, long awaited recap from your trip. This is hilarious! I’d share my stories, but I promised that I wouldn’t tell tales too embarrassing while certain family members are still living.

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