A nice Sunday
Jun. 15th, 2003 03:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisI'm now on my second Netflix selection du jour. The Guru was kind of fun - although I was just a bit uncomfortable with the sterotypes... oddly more uncomfortable of the fun they were making of ethic groups than of rich white people so I guess that's ok...
Now I'm in the middle of Catch Me if You Can.
I had to pause to answer email. My brother is at my Mom's checking on her. This is more humorous than you might imagine. My brother has a heart of gold and a brain of mush. He has gone out of his way to go check on Mom this weekend. He lives in Jacksonville, FL and has gone to see her on the way to Atlanta for a concert. Don't get out your maps. It is not on the way, he is just being a very good guy.
But, the funny part is that he and Mom are on about the same level these days. Since Daddy died, she's lost a lot of brain function because of all her little strokes. And the even funnier part is that my bother was the first one to point out that finally he can keep up with her.
Anyway, they are fumbling along through the weekend together. While I think she's misplaced more marbles recently, he doesn't really think so. And he's probably more right than I am.
But, they are both emailing with questions and reports and general stuff and it's pretty amusing. The Mariners game is on ESPN and she really wants to watch it. My brother is not a baseball fan so the latest note is that she has a shopping list for him and he promises to leave the house with the first pitch. Watch out Walmart!
Now I'm in the middle of Catch Me if You Can.
I had to pause to answer email. My brother is at my Mom's checking on her. This is more humorous than you might imagine. My brother has a heart of gold and a brain of mush. He has gone out of his way to go check on Mom this weekend. He lives in Jacksonville, FL and has gone to see her on the way to Atlanta for a concert. Don't get out your maps. It is not on the way, he is just being a very good guy.
But, the funny part is that he and Mom are on about the same level these days. Since Daddy died, she's lost a lot of brain function because of all her little strokes. And the even funnier part is that my bother was the first one to point out that finally he can keep up with her.
Anyway, they are fumbling along through the weekend together. While I think she's misplaced more marbles recently, he doesn't really think so. And he's probably more right than I am.
But, they are both emailing with questions and reports and general stuff and it's pretty amusing. The Mariners game is on ESPN and she really wants to watch it. My brother is not a baseball fan so the latest note is that she has a shopping list for him and he promises to leave the house with the first pitch. Watch out Walmart!
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Date: 2003-06-16 06:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-06-16 04:57 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-06-16 01:55 pm (UTC)I enjoy visiting, and miss them all of course as I have 2 sisters, 1 brother (had 2 until 2 years ago when my baby (40) brother died of a stroke) and assorted neices and nephews. My Mom lives in the house that she and my step-father had built and retired to down near the Chesapeake Bay about 15 years ago.
It's 2 stories, has 5 bedrooms and she's alone there now. My step-father died 2 years ago. We have 3 stepsisters and 1 step-brother and their assorted sons and daughters.
My brother lives 5 minutes away from Mom. She's a very young 71 and seems to be doing fine. She insists that she doesn't need anyone else living there, and can't say that I blame her.
My point in posting all of this is.....I moved to Illinois in 1980, and the stories that my brother used to tell me over the phone! ha ha ha
We would talk for a couple hours, especially after a recent holiday or dinner that was held at my parents house with all of the family there (but me)
I'd feel so far away and miss them all UNTIL he started describing some of the events, dates of the stepsisters, squabbles and gossip. By the end of the conversation I was coughing and almost crying from howling with laughter.
Like the step-sister that brought her date to Mom and Dad's for Thanksgiving dinner. My brother Patrick finds out from one of the other sisters while dinner was still cooking that the "date" had been released from PRISON that morning. By the time everyone sat down to dinner (and that was a crowd with all of the siblings, spouses, dates and offspring) my 2 brothers were smirking and making whispered comments around the table that "maybe we could serve "Ronny" on a tin plate so that he would feel at "home." Of course all of the joking and muttering is done discreetly so that Mom and Dad don't notice. My step-sister's taste in men has always been a little "interesting" in the 30 years I've known her.
It got so bad over the years, that my younger sisters as well as my 3 stepsisters were very reluctant to bring home ANY date for fear of my brother's teasing and scrutiny.
Stories like these, and things like "so-and-so didn't help with the dishes", and who was going to drive Grandma home were so funny to hear from my brother the next day.
He always ended our conversations about some of these events with "don't feel bad that you weren't here with us. Be GLAD that you're out there, missing out on the day-to-day stuff.
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Date: 2003-06-17 06:59 am (UTC)One of the gifts I gave myself as a divorce present in 1982 was freedom from all family holiday gathering. I never went again. I now spend Thanksgiving with my Mom but that's only since Daddy died and only if no other family member is there.
While my Mom appreciates what I do for her and says so often, even she agrees that 3,000 miles is a good number of miles to have between us.
My sister lives about 3 hours from here and I don't ever feel compelled to see her. My brother has been here to see my sister and I didn't even know it and was grateful when I found out after.
I am so not a family person and I am fine with it.