Brothers

We all have brothers in my little blogging world. I need to vent about the women mine choses. Problem is, this one is my fault.... to an extent.

Now I must start this with the fact that my mother and I have kind of turned into our.... well crap... what do I call them? My mother's in laws? My dad's mother and sisters? My grandma and aunts? Take your pick. All of my adult life my mom and I have talked (somewhat cat-ily) about my dad's immediate family and the way that they...... gossip. I'd like to say I am using that term lightly, but really I'm not. When one talks to my paternal grandmother or aunts, they need to be extremely careful about the choice of words and topics discussed because it WILL be taken to the rest of the world. I do love them, have no doubt, but holy cow. I know that I can talk to any one of the people in my mom's family and know that it will stay there and not be used as topic of discussion at their next lunch date. And if it IS the topic, names are omitted. Anyheeewwww...

So I was going to the dermatologist for plantar's warts on my feet. I am FINALLY done, by the way..... only been since MAY!!! UGH!! Anyway, I met this girl while I was going to these appointments. She is the personal assistant of the gal that is doing my feet. Super cute, fun, all around awesome gal. So one day at an appointment I talk to the gal doing my feet about my brother coming down this weekend and looking forward to it and yada yada yada and she starts asking me about him; where he works, how old he is, things of this nature. Well the gal that does my feet is married and 50 years old, so I am fairly certain she isn't asking for herself and I inquire about her wanting to know. She says that she is thinking that her p.a. needs to meet him. After all, she says, I (meaning me, Nikki) am so much fun and easy going and blah blah blah that my brother HAS to be just as wonderful, right?!?! Uhhhh.... ok?? So she calls said p.a. and tells her that she is giving her number to me to give to my brother.

HUH?!?! WHAT?!?!

Yeah.

So, she gives me the number and I give it to my brother. Because, I think, she told her he was going to get it, so she will be expecting a call.

So he calls her.

All goes well for a month. VERY WELL. She has my kids out to meet her horses. Fun. She goes to one of our family Christmases (with the catty family... ugh). Not too bad. She comes to my house all weekend every weekend to hang out with my brother. Ok, no problem.

Then, one weekend.... NEW YEARS WEEKEND.... she calls him to come over. It's New Year's Eve. You don't call someone over for "a talk" on New Year's Eve when you are supposed to be getting together with a bunch of people at their sister's house unless it's a bad thing.... right? Supposedly, wrong. She "didn't feel like hanging out and was so exhausted that she just wanted to veg out and do nothing.... alone." Ok, whatever. So we celebrated the new year without her. Don't care. He was here with us, that's all that mattered to us. And he wasn't even in a bad mood after their talk. So, no problem.

The next two weeks were hell. "I need my space". "I don't know what I want to do at this point in my life." "I have unresolved feelings and issues." DID I MENTION SHE IS THIRTY SIX?!?! YES!!!! THIRTY SIX!!!! Oh yeah, and... she calls ME to talk about these issues, after screaming at my brother about them and hanging up on him, on an almost nightly basis. How I, of all people, have kept my mouth shut is an absolute miracle. (Thus why I am venting here)

NOW.... on Thursday, he learned that he was to move today to Springfield, Illinois. He moved. However.... on Thursday, not 15 minutes after he sent out an email (to her included) she starts calling him and telling him "This is the reason I have been acting like this the last two weeks". Ok, so.....????? NOW, when he is moving, she decides that she wants to work on things with him and move forward in their relationship. But, she doesn't want to move with him (not that I blame her, they have only known each other a couple of months). But, she wants to spend as much time as possible with him on the weekends that he is home. OK. So. He is going to be home every other weekend (which means my house) and he is rarely going to be here because he will be out with her (because she can't seem to come here to our house anymore), which is going to piss my kids off royally, thus making more questions and consoling for me to take care of.

Oh.... did I mention that he got here Friday night and went out with her all afternoon Saturday and then she was supposed to come here that night but instead she spent 3 hours on the phone with him (while he was outside talking to her on his phone because he has crappy reception in my house and she wouldn't stop talking long enough for him to tell her he'd call her back on the house phone.... and it was subzero temps....) trying to decide if she was going to come out or not?? And when she called it was 8:30!! They were on the phone trying to decide until after 11:30. Convenient how we couldn't make any other plans that late, isn't it?? Then, on Sunday, they were to go to lunch. But when she found out that we took the kids clothes shopping, she decided they should come to my house and talk. TALK?!?! Uh huh. Supposedly. So, he drove clear across town to pick her up to go to lunch(she lives at 84th and A) and they came here. AND.... because she told him to.... he called me to tell me that they were coming here to talk and that we needed to take extra time shopping. SERIOUSLY?!?! I am the one that pays rent here. Not to mention all of the other bills. If they want to go somewhere to talk, maybe it would be a better idea if she would grow the hell up and move out of mommy and daddy's house and get her own damn place so they can do just that. Never mind the fact that his time with his FAMILY was cut short because she wanted to "go to lunch"!!!!

Ok. So, this is kinda my fault. I gave him the number. BUT.... he knew I didn't know her that well. So, it isn't ALL my fault.... right?!?!

And are we wrong in thinking there is something wrong with this girl? I think I have written it all here. I am pry leaving something out, I am sure. I guess if there are comments left that inquire to things, I will answer them.....

I am just so frustrated!!! Where are all the fun loving girls that AREN'T part of the Shafer family?!?!? There HAS to be someone out there that is perfect for him that won't treat him like crap...... doesn't there?!?!?