Showing posts with label hate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hate. Show all posts
Thursday, July 23, 2009
buy me love
Figured it out today. My brother is trying to buy his son's love. My brother makes me mad a lot but this recent thing really makes me mad. My other nephew had a birthday but there was no present from my brother (this other nephew's uncle). Bro claimed he had no money for a present. So, a few days later, my nephew (my bro's son) is at my house, being babysat. Bro comes to pick his son up. Bro brings $30 worth of brand new toys. This sets me off but I say nothing. What the ***** is that about? How dare my bro get so much for his kid for no good reason when he has a nephew going without a birthday present. If said nephew (the bday boy) was my son, I don't think I'd ever forgive my bro. That is just uncalled for. You can't claim poverty and then spend money for no reason. So, anyway....the reason my bro spends money on his son is that he feels guilty for having a job (which he needs to support his son). I understand this guilt because I had it for a year after getting my dog. I think the guilt is bigger with a kid though. I still don't think that means Bro's son gets tons of toys (for no reason) and nephew goes without. How about spending some of that $30 on the birthday boy? Conclusion: Sometimes Bro is a big freakin' jerk. Other conclusion: Sharing feelings on here is nice and helps a bit but I think I'd have felt better if I got to scream at bro at least a little bit.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
I hate you, can you babysit my kids?
Believe it or not, these words didn’t come out of my sister’s mouth. But I bet she was thinking it. We had a fight. I was watching her kids at my house. When I was watching them, they were having some sibling rivalry issues. I told them there would be time-outs for any kid who wasn’t being nice to others. They played really nice until my sister came home. When she was home, the oldest was mean to his younger brother. I told him to sit on the couch for a time out. My sister said I couldn’t discipline her kid now that she was home. She said it was ok for him not to have a time out because you can’t give a kid a time out every time they do something wrong. Says who??? What dumb rule is that??? How else do you teach them correct behavior (respect in this case)? So, we started fighting. It ended with her saying I’d make a horrible parent and me saying that the fact that she doesn’t discipline her kids is incredible ridiculous to me. Anyway, we didn’t speak for several days, over a week actually. I told my friends that I was not calling my sister. I was mad at her and I can be more stubborn. Also, I knew she’d call me first. She’d need a babysitter at some point, even one who she thinks would apparently make a horrible parent. As predicted, my phone rings one day and it was my sister. She needed a babysitter. I played nice and didn’t tell her she was freakin’ unbelievable for only calling me for babysitting. Sometimes I can be nice.
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