Monday, February 27, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Sister and the Personal Ads
Ok, I'll give this a go. I've had many online journals before, but in no way could they compare to Jess's... But I shall try to find some humor here and there to share, rather than compose long drawn out entries of depression for the joy of others to wallow in with me.
My sister, unfortunately, is going through a divorce. I had hoped that I would be the statistic in the family, but unfortunately it looks like 2/3 of us will be in this boat. I'm very careful what I say, this is not the sis I've been on the greatest of terms with for the last 15 years. BUT, suddenly I am an expert on something: Divorce and Dating. I find this rather humorous, I don't think I was very good at either of them, but it's nice to be appreciated.
She emailed yesterday asking for advice, she's ready to begin the paperwork. Where does she start? I called the woman who so kindly got rid of my ex 8 or 9 years ago and we spoke candidly for about half and hour. I opted to call my sister to tell her the results of this call.
A little background: I have 2 sisters, this one is 5 years younger than I, and the other is 7 years younger. Each of them has two children. The asshole that left my sister when their newborn was 4 weeks old is now living with his parents. They've been married 9 years. I am, of course, unbiased about their situation. :)
So, in discussing these things with my sister she brings up a conversation she had with the other sister. The subject of dating. That she was in Wal-mart the other day and looked around at the men... and all she saw were disgusting fat, bald, hairy, loser-ish men. My other sister reminded her that the sampling at Wal-mart in the middle of the day is NOT exactly a random sampling...
She asked me the sites where I used to meet men before I met Eric, so I gave her some tips. Suddenly she sighed and said "yes, like anyone wants to date a 31 year old woman with two young children who is 20 pounds overweight and is lactating. I paused for a moment, and before I could really think I replied with the candor I normally reserve for people who are nicer to me: "well, some guys probably really get into the lactating thing!".
After the laughter subsided, and I was relieved that she wasn't offended, she proceeded to tell me things I wasn't sure that I wanted to hear. I decided to listen anyway, just for fun. When we all went up to visit my dear Grandmother a few weeks ago she told one of my nieces to never let anyone "swipe her twinkle". We three perverted sisters all discussed this on our drive home and it decided that it just somehow sounded dirty. And so it became dirty... And, yesterday being Valentine's day, yes, Eric swiped my twinkle. :P And before I hung up the phone I bid my sister good evening and a fresh supply of batteries.
My sister, unfortunately, is going through a divorce. I had hoped that I would be the statistic in the family, but unfortunately it looks like 2/3 of us will be in this boat. I'm very careful what I say, this is not the sis I've been on the greatest of terms with for the last 15 years. BUT, suddenly I am an expert on something: Divorce and Dating. I find this rather humorous, I don't think I was very good at either of them, but it's nice to be appreciated.
She emailed yesterday asking for advice, she's ready to begin the paperwork. Where does she start? I called the woman who so kindly got rid of my ex 8 or 9 years ago and we spoke candidly for about half and hour. I opted to call my sister to tell her the results of this call.
A little background: I have 2 sisters, this one is 5 years younger than I, and the other is 7 years younger. Each of them has two children. The asshole that left my sister when their newborn was 4 weeks old is now living with his parents. They've been married 9 years. I am, of course, unbiased about their situation. :)
So, in discussing these things with my sister she brings up a conversation she had with the other sister. The subject of dating. That she was in Wal-mart the other day and looked around at the men... and all she saw were disgusting fat, bald, hairy, loser-ish men. My other sister reminded her that the sampling at Wal-mart in the middle of the day is NOT exactly a random sampling...
She asked me the sites where I used to meet men before I met Eric, so I gave her some tips. Suddenly she sighed and said "yes, like anyone wants to date a 31 year old woman with two young children who is 20 pounds overweight and is lactating. I paused for a moment, and before I could really think I replied with the candor I normally reserve for people who are nicer to me: "well, some guys probably really get into the lactating thing!".
After the laughter subsided, and I was relieved that she wasn't offended, she proceeded to tell me things I wasn't sure that I wanted to hear. I decided to listen anyway, just for fun. When we all went up to visit my dear Grandmother a few weeks ago she told one of my nieces to never let anyone "swipe her twinkle". We three perverted sisters all discussed this on our drive home and it decided that it just somehow sounded dirty. And so it became dirty... And, yesterday being Valentine's day, yes, Eric swiped my twinkle. :P And before I hung up the phone I bid my sister good evening and a fresh supply of batteries.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Monday, February 06, 2006
Nasty Children's Habits
one note: I have the coolest nieces ever.
BUT... they are still kids... 4, 3 and 1. It's amazing how much disgusting stuff I tolerate now than I ever have with other people's children! Snot, chewed food, poop, you name it. As my sister (not the divorcing one) and I were pondering the other day, as her two daughters ate burgers and fries on a big board on my living room floor, we wondered what the world would be like if we acted like these children. Not in a retarded way, but just in this oblivious way that they are, and how they think things are so damn funny. Like tossing mommy's shoe in the toilet. And laughing.
Her youngest, almost 2, is eating more than the 4 year old, but keeps stealing ketchup out of her sister's puddle of ketchup, which is creating a mini-riot. And she thinks it's funny. Meanwhile her older sister is having a fit over ketchup. Young sister's nose is running, through the ketchup on her lips and into her mouth, yet if anyone attempts to wipe this congested mess she shakes her head violently from side to side as if you're trying to force her to eat a brussels sprout. After forcing the issue and wiping her nose and lips, she is genuinely pissed off for having been restrained. We go back to our lunch. Same munchkin decides she needs a napkin, and begins wiping her tongue, which she normally only does if she eats something hot. Needless to say, nothing left of this lunch is hot. :) So we're watching, wondering if we will have to prevent her from eating a napkin, when suddenly she flings a 50ยข-size piece of hamburger bun out of the roof of her mouth and on to our makeshift table. Now, that must've sucked to have had that stuck up there, but as the auntie, I thought I was going to pee myself.
My sister and I began compiling a list of things one could do without thinking twice about it if you were a child. They include:
-Screaming "EYE" as you almost stab your friend in the eye with your finger.
-Lick the frosting off of a cupcake and then leave it sit on a sofa cushion.
-Randomly poke someone in the chest for no reason.
-Drink some soda, let some of it miss your mouth and run down your shirt, and not care.
-Drop your sucker on the carpet, pick it up and keep licking it.
-When tired of the sucker, leave it on the nearest end table and walk away.
-Walk up to someone and sneeze on them, continue walking.
-Lean over onto the person next to you and wipe your nose on them.
-Dig bugger out of nose with finger, then hold someone's hand
-Chew something, then decide you don't want it, and spit it where ever it is convenient.
This last thing I decided to do to my sister this afternoon. A chewed up Skittle. I stuck out my tongue and dropped it onto her pants leg. Before she had time to ask me WTF?, she recalled this lovely conversation and the laughter began. Before we got up for dinner, she proceeded to nearly poke my eye out with her finger saying "EEYYYEEEE". And so it begins. I'll see just how far this is going to go.
BUT... they are still kids... 4, 3 and 1. It's amazing how much disgusting stuff I tolerate now than I ever have with other people's children! Snot, chewed food, poop, you name it. As my sister (not the divorcing one) and I were pondering the other day, as her two daughters ate burgers and fries on a big board on my living room floor, we wondered what the world would be like if we acted like these children. Not in a retarded way, but just in this oblivious way that they are, and how they think things are so damn funny. Like tossing mommy's shoe in the toilet. And laughing.
Her youngest, almost 2, is eating more than the 4 year old, but keeps stealing ketchup out of her sister's puddle of ketchup, which is creating a mini-riot. And she thinks it's funny. Meanwhile her older sister is having a fit over ketchup. Young sister's nose is running, through the ketchup on her lips and into her mouth, yet if anyone attempts to wipe this congested mess she shakes her head violently from side to side as if you're trying to force her to eat a brussels sprout. After forcing the issue and wiping her nose and lips, she is genuinely pissed off for having been restrained. We go back to our lunch. Same munchkin decides she needs a napkin, and begins wiping her tongue, which she normally only does if she eats something hot. Needless to say, nothing left of this lunch is hot. :) So we're watching, wondering if we will have to prevent her from eating a napkin, when suddenly she flings a 50ยข-size piece of hamburger bun out of the roof of her mouth and on to our makeshift table. Now, that must've sucked to have had that stuck up there, but as the auntie, I thought I was going to pee myself.
My sister and I began compiling a list of things one could do without thinking twice about it if you were a child. They include:
-Screaming "EYE" as you almost stab your friend in the eye with your finger.
-Lick the frosting off of a cupcake and then leave it sit on a sofa cushion.
-Randomly poke someone in the chest for no reason.
-Drink some soda, let some of it miss your mouth and run down your shirt, and not care.
-Drop your sucker on the carpet, pick it up and keep licking it.
-When tired of the sucker, leave it on the nearest end table and walk away.
-Walk up to someone and sneeze on them, continue walking.
-Lean over onto the person next to you and wipe your nose on them.
-Dig bugger out of nose with finger, then hold someone's hand
-Chew something, then decide you don't want it, and spit it where ever it is convenient.
This last thing I decided to do to my sister this afternoon. A chewed up Skittle. I stuck out my tongue and dropped it onto her pants leg. Before she had time to ask me WTF?, she recalled this lovely conversation and the laughter began. Before we got up for dinner, she proceeded to nearly poke my eye out with her finger saying "EEYYYEEEE". And so it begins. I'll see just how far this is going to go.






