Driving my brother

We were driving through Brantford on the Wayne Gretzky parkway. CJ asks if Wayne had brothers, I know he had at least two. I asked why. He asked: "wouldn't it just suck to have like a totally epic icon as a brother, and you were just like everyone else."
"Geez, kid, I'm sorry, it must be tough to be my brother"
"No Jamie, epic, not just in your own mind."

My morning savior

So, I never claimed to be bright. On my way into school I shot in to grab a coffee because I forgot to set the timer on the coffee maker. Fucking freezing out, but no line, so I left the car running, locked the doors, and off I went.... Yeah, left the car running and locked the doors. I got up to order when I realized what I did. I bolted to the car,hoping to run fast enough to turn back time.
I got back to the car and realized my door was still unlocked. Apparently, love the strings for mittens my car is idiot proof. I can't lock my door while the car is running, unless I do it from the outside with a second key.
Thank fuck for that feature, or I would be screwed. I love my car<3

Shopping, and cleaning...

Why do I look forward to the weekend again?  To relax?  To unwind?  No, to fucking clean and do holiday shopping.  I am using credit in hopes that I will pay it off with the money I am going to make over the holidays.
Why do people always say "Oh, I don't need anything" when they know you are broke.  I fucking hate that.  I gotta buy you something anyway, why not just tell me something that is within my price range rather than have to guess at what to get you, and waste money on something you are going to fucking hate?
I made out golden withe my parents thatnks to 75% off at Bombay company sale, and got a beautiful mantle clock for $50.  My mother loves the Bombay companies shit, so I'm sure she will love it.  I got my brother CJ a fifty dollar playstation card (okay it's lazy, but it is something he will use).  And for the drool boy, I got him one of those easels and chalk board with paints and shit.  My mother will love that one.  He isn't the swiftest with knowing what not to draw on.   But at least with washables (unlike the permanent marker he drew all over himself with the last time I was babysitting, before then sucking the ink dry) at least it will be easier to hide the evidence.
I have no fucking idea of what to get C.  What do you get a technophobic, fashion disaster?  *le sigh*. Well off I go to empty the dishwasher. Lucky along the way I will pass the fridge, and the lovely treat I bought for myself;)

Like a bad smell

I linger and won't go away.
Thanks all for your good wishes, and yes, my darling Nonna is well enough now to drive my cousin insane. My cousin A is pregnant (sucker), and my Nonna is beyond thrilled. So the timely news I think really helped her from being depressed at the new doctor imposed restrictions on her. To tell the truth it seems like EVERYONE is having a kid right now. Isn't this something that should happen in your thirties, not twenties? The whole everyone is having a kid thing?
C has been driving me nuts. Not in usual oh so sweet I want to choke the fucking shit out of you way either. He was given a truck for work, which is awesome because his car is a piece of shit. We actually had someone come to our door off the street offer to scrap his car for$200 I think they would lose. Anyway, for this truck C was asked to get his red seal. This is journeyman papers. Well, the actual welding end he was fine. But now he has four books to study before this test. I mean this should work, two people studying away....
Now when I study I tend to tune things out, and let the world go on around me. C needs total and complete silence. TOTAL, like Nelson cleaning his ears will earn him a glare, for the noise. And , fuck me, what a bitch. I get that school and studying we're not his thing, but fuck... Lighten up already. I think I may go to my parents this weekend to give him the quiet he needs.... Yeah.... For him. I will also avoid the murder conviction.

Not a blog post

I have been struggling.  If you feel like I have been ignoring you, the ones I regularly read I apologize.  I've been rather distracted, my Nonna had a heart attack.  Those who know me know I am very close with my Nonna.  It is very hard right now to keep spirits up.  Although funny enough the last time I was in she asked me if a heart attack will get her some of that medicinal marijuana she keeps hearing about.  

My new iPhone

No I did not cave to the pressure of the hipsters.  I was quite happy with my iPhone 4.

Okay, let me preface this by explaining the war that is going on in my house.  On one side we have C, and we like C, but he is clearly outwitted by the contender.

Now, Nelson has a horrible habit of sitting on the top of the curtain rod.  I say it is a horrible habit, because he climbs up there via the curtains.  He also gets caught up there, and will cry to get down, or worse, if you do not see him and pass below will use you (the passerby) as a convenient ledge to hop down on.  Scares the shit out of you, and a few not-so-manly screams have been heard coming from our place thanks to that little trick.

Yeah, so C has officially declared war.  That's it.  Thing is.... have you ever tried to train a cat?  YEEEAAAHHH, it is going about as well as anyone who has spent more than 30 seconds in a room with a cat could predict it would turn out.  The score is Nelson 3,467,824 to C's 1.  And that one was at the expense of my iPhone.

Now if you've known me for a while you will know how I feel about my stuff.  It's MINE!

I'm not saying it is an attractive quality, or one I am particularly proud of... but I got my first job at 8.  I have worked ever since then.  So I was always very careful about what I spent my money on.  Now, for the first time in my life I do not have any amount of disposable income, and C in his zeal to catch Nelson red---pawed(?) climbing the curtains, knocks over the table where my phone sat.  It bounced.... twice.  I bit on my tongue, trying to resist the words "my baby" being ripped from my throat as I watched the death of a young phone... and still not even close to the end of my contract.  

Well, C apparently does has some instincts of Self-preservation as he hastily assured me he would replace it.  I know, a good boyfriend would say nothing something like..."no, it was an accident. "  I snarled "yeah you fuckin' will."  I am not a good boyfriend.  BUT, I did tell him to save the money, and just get the iPhone 4S.  I do not need the 5, and it has nothing really to recommend it over the 4s anyway.  So he did, ran out to get it when he could not take the stares of recrimination any longer, took less than 20 minutes to wear him down.  The funny thing is he thought that would be the end.... Is he fucking new?  He broke my fucking phone.  Now I had to reload everything, PLUS, everything since my last back up was lost.  

His excuse: The cat taunts him.  He "gloats".  Well, duh, he's a fucking cat.

*le sigh*

I have had a couple crappy weeks.  C got his cast off and is now just using a brace.  This should be good news right?  Except that he is snatching up all the hours he can, including travel jobs.  I hate that.  I am not a fan of being alone at night.  I babysat on Saturday, and if not for Chloe I doubt I would have bothered to go back home.  Sitting at home in front of the television.  I also managed to get really drunk sitting there alone, how pathetic is that?

   On the upswing he is back tonight.  

I took CJ to see Seven Psychopaths; on the condition he tells my parents I took him to see Hotel Transylvania.  H e'll rat me out, I know, but still, I  could not sit through another kid's movie.  

Sometimes it is easier to ask for forgiveness rather than permission.  And to tell you the truth there was not much in it that justified a 18A rating.  And not that shit hot of a movie.  If you saw the trailer, well then you saw the funny parts.  But still.... not a cartoon.  Sometimes you gotta make those tough choices.  Lets see, two hours of sitting through a kids movie, or your mom being pissed that your 13 year old brother saw something that can be seen as borderline inappropriate.  He was raised in the same house I was.  Nothing in this movie was going to shock him.  Besides, I don't live at home anymore, LOL.

Here is hoping this week goes a bit better.