Brothers are funny

I have to share cause its funny.

I am lucky I had brothers because sisters would have been bloody awful.

I had a source of entertainment for many, many years and still continues today.

My older brother is 34, lives with his long term girlfriend.

My younger brother is 29, lives with his fiancee and is a father of two children under 3 years.

I remember stories about them that still make me laugh.

One rode his brand new BMX bike as hard and fast as could into a brick wall, and then stumbled out of the garage and said the wall jumped out at me. My younger brother and I could not stop laughing and I peed my pants a little.

The younger brother used the same words when he walked into a tree and said the tree jumped out at him.

Hmmmmm.

One has shaved his eyebrow off and pretended he had a shaving accident.... what was the shaver doing need your eyebrow, I asked? He said, it wasn't. Hmmmm.

The younger sent cash to his real estate agent for his bond but had no letter and no reference in the envelope... he had hoped his agent would know it was from him. Hmmmm.

Hey I have done some really stupid things... I said I wanted to be a gyno and study the ocean. I was 14 years old at the time of the comment.. not my best day.

Man I could write these stories forever... there are too many.

They are funny guys!

:-)

Tonight I realised - and very slowly i might say - how lucky I am.

I am surrounded by supportive, strong men.

I just chatted with one man, my older brother. For nearly two hours tonight we talked about everything that's happening in his life (and mine of course). Interestingly, this is the same brother who used drive me insane when we were kids, and pretty much, up until I moved out in my mid-20s.

He used to do what all brothers... be pain in the arse.

He would burp in my face, fart at the dinner table while I ate, sit downstairs in our basement while playing the computer to 3am (my room was just above the computers). I wanted to break those computers so badly.

He would try to demand payment for fixing the computers after I would break it or download a virus because I was trying to find free stuff. I never did. I just kept downloading viruses. Sorry about that.

He was awful to grow up with.

And now at 34 and 31, respectively, my brother and I are more closer than we have ever been, and its lovely. I feel a sense of warmth as a result.

He called me tonight to chat.

He also pointed out that it cost him $8 to talk to me on the mobile but that is my brother. And he is a giant tight-arse. Its in his DNA... but some reason it skipped a generation. ;-)

I also decided enough is enough. I am very lucky girl. I have many, many things to be happy about.  So the moody bitch is dead. I am even bored listening to her. :-)

So what's next? I have the day off from work this week (courtesy of my boss who said I needed a day off to relax... LOVE THAT) and I am going to enjoy the shit out of it.

Ta ta
xx

Seriously I could talk about all the other crap my brother did to me when we were kids but Ill be kind. Also you need to factor in the the fact I had two brothers, older and younger, torturing me day and night for two good solid decades.... i gave it back much better.

Google, you bastard

I hate google.

I hate you hard but I love you too.

I was not feeling at work today so I was looking around and looked at weekends away and holiday packages. I shouldn't do that when there is no holiday in sight yet. Makes me depressed.

I need a break but not quite sure what kind of mini break I want. I just don't want to be at work.

Don't get me wrong, work is good but its work.

Where to go? Where to go?

A bed and breakfast in the country?
A hotel room in Canberra?
A tent in the bush?
A weekend trip to Sydney?
A long weekend to Queensland?
Or a cuddle on the couch?

All good options. Some better than others.

I need a break, I just don't know where.

Damn you Google. You wonderful bastard!

I am going back to my happy place

I'm angry.

I'm frustrated.

I just got a call from my mother, asking me why I was wasn't visiting at her work today. One reason, you are working, and second, I never said I would. Then she proceeds to get upset (and no one wants to hear that) and I can hear myself folding like a chair. I say: I will come visit her at work now, she says no because her friend is visiting her soon and then they are catching up after she finishes. WTF!!!!

So why make me feel like a total bitch because I don't feel like going to the shops and catching up when you are working. F**k. I am little angry right now. It will pass.

I am refusing to drive to her because I always do it. I always fold because its that guilt. I still folded though. I suggested catching up during my lunch break during work (so I have an excuse to leave and go back to work). And again I feel like a bitch for that.

Why do my parents, particularly my mother, feel that somehow I am beholded to them after 15 years of being front and centre in their marriage (if you call it that) of yelling, screaming, name calling and bitterness. Its affected me. And I hate that. That's why I am getting angry.

When children grow up, they create lives for themselves. They build their own worlds. Not for my parents, I have to drop everything when they call, be dragged to weekly dinners, made to feel guilty because I don't call every day to say hi.

That guilt is probably a creation of my own doing and not theirs but I learnt from the best.

My brothers don't have this problem. They can switch off. Hang up the phone and go on about their lives. Why can't I do that? I just sit her and stew. That's fucked. (yeah I swore). My brain needs to be re-wired.

Writing this blog is a way for me to vent because its the stewing that fucks me over. It makes me sit up at night, not sleeping, and reliving things in my head, over and over again.

I'm not having that.

No sir bob.

Up until an hour ago, I had the BEST long weekend. I spent it relaxing with my boyfriend, hanging out, playing games, eating chocolate. Just being happy.

I am going back to my happy place. :-)

UPDATE: Happy place achieved. Much quicker this time too. I smiling away and have no cares right now. I could almost break out in a dance.