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29 March 2011 @ 11:56 pm
Things. I Did Them. Now I'm Tired.  
My weekend was very good. I did many things.


On Friday, The BFF came down and we sat around the living room and talked about important things - first season of Lost, Sin City, my TV-boyfriend Special Agent Danny Taylor, some other things that seemed vitally important at the time but I am sure were complete and utter nonsense. Then I realized I needed to shower and put on actual clothes, so I did. When I came out, my sister was home and was bemoaning what to do about dinner and then randomly declared we should go out to Applebees. My sister rarely suggests such things, so this was lovely.

We went to dinner and had good food and my sister had drinkies and we talked about SuperPretendNatural Season 6 - (nope, I can't tell you what happens, that would be cheating - but I am sure the people waiting for a table near us wondered who we were that we kept talking about "episode 13 should be which one? Okay, we need two more episodes and we have a full season.") - and there was much laughing and fun to be had. We had this waiter, I shall call him Cute Kyle, and he was all smiles and pretty locks of hair. But I felt old and pervy. You know when you are in your mid 20s and the waiter guy is an age you can't determine so maybe high school age or maybe college age, but hell you're only 25, so flirting is okay - but then you reach 30 (or 32) and suddenly no matter how cute he is, you kind of want to give him chocolate milk and ask him if he's done his homework yet? Yeah. Not saying if Cute Kyle had been the required legal age that I wouldn't have gone there, but only after he did his homework. Should I stop reading so much RPS? I think I should.

Then, after three margaritas, my sister decided we should go to Target so we could help her decide which ridiculous gift to buy The Nephew for his birthday in May. I voted for the Dragon Ship (very Narnia) but she went with the Dragon Castle. It lights up and makes noise. Then I decided to get a new stereo for the bathroom. "Bossy" (my bose) is more than ten years old and had pretty much crapped out on me. It stopped playing copied cds about a month ago and this week it stopped playing any cds. RIP Bossy. So I wanted a $30 stereo. I found one that was namebrand Jensen and I said, "I could take a shower with Jensen," and then laughed and then thought, "Huh. I feel like I have made this joke before." Then my sister said, "Hell, we have that portable Jensen that we use when we have cookouts outside. You could just use him and we can snag him if we have cookouts and stuff." And then I remembered once making a joke, "We are going to have a picnic with Jensen, you guys." I am so lame. So now The Jensen is in my bathroom and I saved $30.

I immediately spent the $30 on The Nephew's birthday present. He used to have a pirate ship wading pool that shot water out of the canon. He recently said to me, "Hey, where is my pirate ship?" - "Buddy, remember the raccoon used it take a bath and put a big hole in it? We had to throw it out." - "Oh, yeah, that's right. I'm gonna need a new one. Will you take care of that for me?" lol So, sucker that I am, I did. I got him a Dragon Pool (yes, he has a thing for Dragons right now and I blame "How To Train Your Dragon" and that's okay). The tail of the dragon pool is a slide and the head shoots water. It is awesome.

On Saturday I was productive and sorted through about 9 months worth of mail that had just been shoved in my bookcase, while I watched a Bones mini-marathon. Now it is sorted, I just have to file it away. Then we watched a Animal Hoarders, two What Not Wears and started the last disk of Dollhouse. I also read the latest chapter in How To Date Your Brother.

On Sunday, we went to see my grandpa. My grandma was there and my cousin, her husband and their two boys. They were excited to see us and then tried to get an invite out of us to come to our house and play with our awesome cool toys - (the boys, not my cousin). My grandpa seemed slightly confused, but it was a pretty big crowd and that was a lot for him to handle, partially because he can't keep track of everything going on and he can't hear that well. His new digs look good (he's in the new assisted living room) and is about twice the size of the old room. Then we played some euchre and grandma and I destroyed them.

After that we were suppose to be going to see my dad, but he said he wasn't feeling well, so instead we called The BFF and asked if she wanted to see "Sucker Punch" (for her second time) and she was all, "I'll meet you at the theater." I rec you all go see this movie.

Afterwards my sister and I had this conversation:

Me: I liked her clothes.
Sister: Of course you did.
Me: Because I am an anime hooker?
Sister: Well, I wasn't gonna say it.

So, that was my weekend. I am exhausted still. But it was most excellent fun!

Hope your weekends were too. (Yes, I realize it is the middle of the night on Tuesday already!)
 
 
 
Annieaythia on March 30th, 2011 06:33 am (UTC)
"Not saying if Cute Kyle had been the required legal age that I wouldn't have gone there, but only after he did his homework"

This! This is why I adore you! *snort* Also, because you're an anime hooker, obviously!
dodger_sister: girl power - baby doll from sucker punchdodger_sister on April 1st, 2011 04:39 am (UTC)
New icon just for this. Because I thought, "Hey, I need an icon that represents girl power. And what represents girl power more than a live action version of an anime hooker...with a sword?"

Hey - Cute Kyle was cute, albeit you know, much younger than me. And he was all smiley and flirty. I just think children should really do their homework before they get a reward. That's all. ;)

True story: My sister gave him a generous tip, because he was cute and young and overwhelmed by the crowd and yet did it all with a smile on his face. When he brought the receipt back to her, I saw it had something written on it in pen - and I was like, "Holy shit, J! You gave him a generous tip and I think he gave you his phone number. What does that make him?" We looked but it was just the words, "Thank you" written in big letters with a cute little smiley face drawn under it. Which was sweet. My sis was all, "See, I knew it wasn't that big of a tip." lol

Someday I should take some pictures of my anime hooker skirts. Everyone would be appropriately appalled by my whoreishness - except you, obvs. If only it were a legal profession. /sigh/ Though, now that I think of it - I do own a sword. And a mermaid dagger! OMG - I AM BABY DOLL FROM THE MOVIE!! Shit. Soon they will come to take me to the brothel. Yay!
Annieaythia on April 1st, 2011 05:49 am (UTC)
Gah, that icon! I fucking need to watch that movie *squee*

A smiley face? He made a smiley face on the receipt? Nawww, little boy..that's just too adorable for words!

Only you would go "yay" over the thought of being taken to the brothel... only you! And being whoreish is totally okay, go show your assets! :P
Trigger Warning: Lifematchboximpala on March 31st, 2011 08:55 pm (UTC)
Ha. Wait until you're my age. I remember getting to my early thirties and helping freshmen at the reference desk, thinking "I could be your mother." Now, it is "I could be your grandmother." Okay, it is a bit of a stretch, but within the realm of possibility. Freaks me out.

And that sounds like a great weekend!

Edited at 2011-03-31 08:56 pm (UTC)
dodger_sister: girl power - baby doll from sucker punchdodger_sister on April 1st, 2011 04:50 am (UTC)
Now, it is "I could be your grandmother." Okay, it is a bit of a stretch, but within the realm of possibility. Freaks me out.

Oh god, that would be weird - because you don't really feel that old until you are suddenly realizing the cute guy is young enough to be your grandkid, right? I won't have that problem, even at almost 33 years old, I still look like a 16 year old. I seriously get checked out by ratty loud mouth teens at the mall. That freaks me out.

True story: Some cute guy (I was guessing 25ish) was flirting with me and asked me where I had gone to school. I thought he meant college. He clarified hs and I thought, "hmm, maybe he is from my hometown where everyone knows everyone and he recognizes me. He looks a little young to have known my little brother but maybe he does." We continue the conversation, all the while this nagging feeling in me, until I finally say, "I graduated in 1996, you know." He stands there and eventually says, "Well, I was 6 years old in 1996." I burst out laughing and hey - I wouldn't have been opposed to more flirting but you know, I couldn't stop laughing, so...yeah. ;)

It was an excellent weekend! I think we were all just so crazed by the temp reaching 40 degrees that we went wild and ventured outside. lol
ranua: pastel g.a.ranua on April 1st, 2011 12:26 pm (UTC)
Sounds like an excellent weekend :D The Nephew sounds like he's going to be spoiled for his b-day. Tho, now I want a dragon pool with a slide and fountain. I have a back-yard now, I can have this stuff.

Oh, yeah, that's right. I'm gonna need a new one. Will you take care of that for me?" It's so adorable!! (makes me wanna have another one just so I can have a little guy around again. Then I come to my senses and remember how well it all worked out involving a guy the first time :D) I'll just have to enjoy your nephew.

but then you reach 30 (or 32) and suddenly no matter how cute he is, you kind of want to give him chocolate milk and ask him if he's done his homework yet? Word! I'm pretty sure I'm going to the special hell myself. lol I get hit on by guys young enough to be my son when I'm at the retail job. It's cute, but kinda creepy too.

Glad to hear your Grandpa is doing well and at the assisted living place. This is the place were he and your Grandma can be together right? Or is it one more step in that direction?
dodger_sister: kidsdodger_sister on April 2nd, 2011 04:59 am (UTC)
The Nephew is supremely spoiled - though honestly, the pool is just a trick to get him to come visit us more. The Dragon Castle playset he gets to take home with him. Sadly, the pool isn't really big enough for an adult. I mean, two adults could probably fit into it in a sitting position, but they couldn't really go down the slide. Though I am sure the "dragon" will shoot us with plenty of water. lol

I know - they have such great personalities at this age. He is almsot five now and he talks like such a little grown-up, it is adorable. I know soon enough he will be a surly pre-teen though.

I often get flirted with by 15 year old boys who think I am also 15. But hey, Cute Kyle was most likely 17, I would have checked first. /shame/ I shouldn't have to check their license. And oddly, I actually prefer guys quite a bit older than me, so...yeah.

Grandma can live with Grandpa in the place he is in. There is def room for another bed and she is there all the time anyway. But it will cost more and they have gone back to refusing to acknowledge that they have to sell The Farm. It has become a whole thing. Grandma and Grandpa think he will go home at the end of the month. They refuse to talk about it and anyone who brings it up gets frozen out by them. The medical staff will have to bring them to their senses. I figure at the end of April, when the trial run rate ends and he goes up to paying the full amount, they will have to face reality. Until then Grandma is still making the trek from the country in everyday. At least now when they make the decision, Grandpa is already in the place they can share together - and if he does improve some more (never enough to go home but some more) they can move into a place that requires less staff and has a little more room to the apartment.

Thank you for asking - no one in the family really talks about it much, since there is nothing we can do really.
ranuaranua on April 3rd, 2011 06:40 pm (UTC)
Hey, if you ever need to vent about the stupid-ness of family feel free to drop me a line. I remember what my mom went through when the rest of the family refused to believe my grandparents were getting that ill (she lived with them and was a primary care-taker) And all the crap we went through with Great-Uncle Larry and his daughter. (she stole his money and screwed up his finances to the point he was ineligible for his military benefits. How she did that we don't know, but she ruined him financially) So, I know where you're coming from.
dodger_sister: familydodger_sister on April 6th, 2011 04:43 am (UTC)
And all the crap we went through with Great-Uncle Larry and his daughter.

That sounds awful. Is Great Uncle Larry still alive? Because he could probably get some legal help on that. Who does that to their own parent?

she lived with them and was a primary care-taker

It's baffling that people would think she didn't know what she was talking about then. Family = crazy.

Yeah, we went through some crazy stuff with my other Grandma when she was getting too old to stay by herself. My Grandpa had passed years ago and her mind was thankfully intact, but she was a stubborn old lady who refused to admit that she needed to leave her house. Eventually we all started to refuse to drive her places and do her cleaning and her laundry and all of that in an attempt to force her hand. It was not fun.

I always figured it would be better with my other grandparents because Grandma would be there to help with it - to convince Grandpa that something needed to be done or whatever. I never expected to have to fight with Grandma over it too. Why so stubborn, all my grandmothers?

Thank you, I may take you up on this offer to vent occasionally. It's just frustrating that there is nothing we can do and any help is viewed as us trying to force them into something.
ranuaranua on April 6th, 2011 11:23 am (UTC)
Family = crazy. amen sister!

It sounds horrible, but we're waiting for Great-Uncle Larry to die. He'll be so much happier I think. He's 98 now and suffering from dementia, so he doesn't always know what and where and when he is. It's awful. Jackie, his daughter, didn't get prosecuted but she has been ostracized by the family. Other family stepped up and Larry's benefits did get mostly worked out, thank all the little gods.

Go ahead and drop me a line whenever you need to dear.
dodger_sister: familydodger_sister on April 7th, 2011 02:47 am (UTC)
It sounds horrible, but we're waiting for Great-Uncle Larry to die. He'll be so much happier I think.

I'm a firm believer in quality of life, not quanity. I am sure if your Uncle Larry was in his right mind, he would be ready to go too. My other grandmother reached that point at 97. She was still in her right mind, but she didn't want to keep having to be in the hospital. She was in and out of the elderly care ward and her siblings were all gone, and she was really ready.