So much to say, with so little time. Last night my little brother dropped the biggest bombs on me. I have not always been proud of his decisions in life since he got mixed up with the wrong crowd growing up. He has a history of being weak in regards to choosing who should or should not be his friends. These decisions in life led him to a life of drugs, crime, and even jail time. So, when I heard that he finally decided to straighten out his life and join the military after graduating high school, I thought that it would be the perfect way for him to grow into a strong disciplined young man. I have watched him mature over the last year and a half in the military, but there is still a long way to go.
Anyway, now that you have some sort of back story, here is the news. This weekend my brother, sister in law, and their five children are coming to stay with us. My older brother is a 3rd degree nationally ranked black belt and has a tournament up in Kenosha Wisconsin this weekend. Kenosha is only 45 minutes from my house so they are staying with us for the weekend. Well, since they are coming up, I thought it would be a good idea if my little brother would come up as well since the three of us hardly get to hang out together. As I was talking with my little brother he eased on in a story about how when he was in Texas a month ago he met a girl. This girl aparently dropped everything a week and a half ago and drove from Texas to Illinois to stay with my brother. He is in love with her. Cool. I was excited for him. Then he goes on further to explain that she has a child. O.k. No biggie. I have dated women with children. At this point I am starting to get that he wants to come up, but in order for him to come up, he wants to drag his girlfriend and child up with him for the weekend. “The more the merrier!” I said to him. He said that if I wanted to talk to Jeanne and get back to him he was fine, but I said that she would agree with my decision. He became so excited and went on to further expalin how much he cares about her, how they met and so on. My wife asks me how old she is, and I follow suit. My little brother says that she is 35. “THIRTY FIVE????” I said. …”And she is from Thailand…” o.k. At this point I only care about seeing my little brother and am willing to deal with this. I explain to him that if they stay with us there will be rules about what goes on in our house. I don’t have to go over these rules with my older brother because he and his wife hate each other. My brother has been guilty of banging an ex girlfriend in my old apartment and then lying about it after I found a condom in the trash. He doesn’t have a good track record of honesty. So, he told me to go and check out his myspace page and see photos of how beautiful his girlfriend is and I will understand when he says that she only looks like she is 24 years old. O.k. I tell him that I am looking forward to seeing him this weekend and hang up.
I go onto his myspace page and am suddenly horrified by this girlfriend. I start going through his pictures and he was wrong. She doesn’t look like a 24 year old, but she looks like a 35 year old woman that wishes she was still 24 years old. Partying like crazy and obviously enjoying the company of 21 year old men who love to bang a pretty Thai lady. I also find pictures of my brother and his friend with what looks like a joint in his friend’s hand in my mother’s living room. His girlfriend posted a comment from her Myspace page asking “without me? Hehe..” I also find pictures of her on my brothers page of him making out with her in her bra and her thong hanging out of her pants.
I immediately became furiuos and called him back saying that she is not welcome in my home for many reasons. I also confronted him on the photos of his buddy smoking week in our mothers house and why the fuck he as a soldier of the united states army would be caught dead in the company of somone who appears to be smoking pot knowing that it could lead to his being dishonorably discharged from the military. He was upset and an hour long argument ensued. I hurt my little brother pretty bad, but the bottom line is that as much as he thinks he has a woman that is falling for him, what he has is a Foreigner in this country that has a 6 month old baby, no ex hubby, no job, no insurance for her or her child, and a naive 21 year old stud who likes sex and can not see the big picture.
As a comprimise I have bought a hotel room for my brother and his girlfriend and they are welcome to stay there. I know that they do not have money so that is the least I can do after hurting my little bro so bad. Honest love. That’s what I call it. I will never lie to my little brother and I will always give it to him straight. A shit load of other stuff came out as well, but too much and too personal to cover in this forum.
He also told me that he has gone from Reserves to Active Duty and ships out on Monday. Talk about another bomb. So after all of that, I will not likely get to see my little brother for another year and a half. Great.
Today I have hopefully my last dentist trip for another six months. Today I get a filling for the first time. It can’t be as bad as the root canal.
This morning at the gym there was this bald chubby guy wearing tight everyghing that would dance while he walked. I got caught walking behind him on my trip to get a towel and it had to have been the most uncomfortable thing I have experienced in quite some time. As I did cardio I continued to watch him walk around and dance at one point literally acknowledging one of the gym staff who gave him a weird look. As I was walking out of the shower this morning and getting dressed, he walked in to the locker room and kept singing loudly to the song playing over the speakers in the locker room. Never in my life have I contemplated punching someone in the back of the neck and dumping on his ears to make him stop singing. I think my blood level is still sky high from my talk with my brother last night. Are all of the chemicals I have consumed in my quest starting to give me roid rage?
Have a wonderful Thursday and sorry for such a long post.
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