BROTHERLY LOVE

I'll never understand this. However, the one person who I thought was polar opposite from me, really isn't. That person is, my brother. I'm not sure if, our likenesses stems from any of the following. Maybe it's that, we are both selifish and stubborn. Possibly becasue, we shared the same parents. It could be that, we're both adopted and spoiled. I suppose that, we could be suffering from some dysfunction. Our just proudly that, we suffered through and survived, the wrath of our parents upbringing.

It seems as though, our Mother has been sitting on "The Pitty Potty." It's true, both she and our Dad only live three minutes from me. You would think that, I'd be over there every day. Wrong, I really hadn't spent in serious time over there since New Year's Day, when she made dinner for all of us. My Dad brought this to my attention, via my son. He called last night, with a pittiful attempt to get his point across. Something like, "I just wanted to talk to you becasue, I havn't seen any of you for a while."

Wow... could you just trun and twist the knife in, a little more? That was a cheap shot, I must say. You know, using my son and all.
I suppose that, it wan't intentional though. So... shortly there after, I called my Mom to see if she wanted to tag along to Wal Mart with me tomorrow. She said no, then started with the crying, interrogation, and guilt. I tried to counter back with, "well you never come over here either." If you never learn anything about me, you'll soon find that, I'm stubborn and will not be guilted into anything.

I then called my Brother, to tell him of this needless conversation. I said that, "since she metioned your name too, I thought I'd tell you that, "she's on a rampage." I told him of what, she said. She said that, "D wouldn't know if we had been dead for six months, unless someone told him." This is when he said, "I've got half a mind to take my butt back to Indiana." I said, "can I go too?" This is because, we were both bron and raised in Indiana. However, we havn't lived there in over 21 years.

I then jokingly raised the point that, "this is why people put their parents in nursing homes." She informed me that, I could come by more because, "I don't have that much to do." Yes, even though I don't work away from the home, I just sit around all day. I said that, "I'm just busy with the house and kids." She said, "only every other weekend." She means that, I only have all three of our boys, every other weekend. She forgets that, I don't have a housekeeper to clean my house like she does. Furthermore, she has two small dogs, and I have to bigger, younger, wilder dogs.

Again, my Dad could care less if, she doesn't cook every night. My Husband tends to like fresh, hot meals after he gets home from work. I also have to do the laundry, and iron for three people. My Mom doesn't iron anything. I told her that, you are either at the Dr.'s office, at the store, or are with your friends. She said, "I have to go do things with my friends, I get bored and can't just sit around here." It's one of those, damned if you do, damed if you don't situations. I try to not need them for any thing, and this is what I get. I suppose that, she's just feeling not needed. She needs to make up her mind.

When I was getting ready to hang up the phone with my brother I said, "well... I need to get off here and go back to ironing my kids school clothes." Then I asked, "do you know why?" He replyed, "because you don't have anything else to do." At first, I had half a mind to go straight over there early today, bearing flowers or something. However, again, I won't be guilted into anything. Good luck with ya'll's folks this weekend!