The family that blogs together…

Don’t like each other after a while. I, of course, kid. So some time ago, I told you all that my wife wanted to get into the blogosphere. Well, consider this the “State of the blog” address.

Now, went and set her up a Gmail account and asked if she wasn’t to blog here or get her own space.She, in her own wonderful way got brand new and told me that she didn’t want to blog on my site and that she wanted her own space. 🙂 She also said that she wanted to be around when I set up the blog to see what goes on. Fair enough. She got me excited when she said that, because it she sounded serious. Cool. At the time I didn’t really have a minute to do anything because I was working, so I got her to start batting around some ideas. At first, she was trippin’ in some of her suggestions and then I thought she was trippin’ when suggested some plain jane stuff. That was my fault because it’s her blog and her’s to do as she wishes. Me, I was thinking of stuff that I don’t do with my joint, so I can’t be judgey, can I?

Anywhoo, the next time I was off, and she told me what she settled on. I offered suggestions of my own and we came to something. What didn’t happen was that we didn’t set the site up. What also didn’t happen was that she didn’t bring it back up unless I mentioned it(mistake #2). When I did bring it up, it was in conversation with about current events and whatnot. Ok, let not lie, it was her doing a 30 minute rant on whatever it was at the time. I really do wish I could hide a recorder in the Living Room and turn it on when she goes on. Epic! Now before I go any further, let it be said that I am not griping about my wife, just giving you a good picture of what you’re missing out on.

Now, during the course of the rant, I mention that she should be blogging this (mistake #3). She tells me that this is not what she would blog about and proceeds to tell me what stuff that she would blog about. this kinda goes against part of what she told me at first, but ok. I then ask if she wants to start working on the blog, she says no. Cool. I let it go after a few time to make a long story short. And here we are. She could very well be still serious about it just not thinking about. Earlier, she told me about plans for a book. I’m keeping my mouth shut (a little). As soon as I try to help or suggest anything, it goes nowhere. I’ll let it go until she asks me about something. The last thing I want to do is pressure her. And I’m off for the next 6 days, so who knows what’s what.

It’s kind of sad, because I think you’d all like her and what she says. I believe she’s kind of scared for reasons of her own (Yea, I know them, but i’m leaving it at that). BTW, Lest you also think this is a critisicm of wifey, I cannot confirm or deny the fact that it is or isn’t. 🙂

That said, it is what it is. I wanna give you all the email address and ask you to blow it up, but I don’t think she’s looked at that address since initially set it up.

The State of the Blog co-writing project? Let’s just say that the word of the day is: Limbo

We now return you to whatever I come up with next.

Now this ought to be good…

Sometime last week, my wife tells me that she wants to start blogging. Normally I would encourage the thought to anyone asking about it, but this was funny to me because whenever she has seen me blogging or even looking at forums (both are synonymous with blogging to her), she look down on it. Yet, I’ve seen her go on Soap Opera forums and either raise cane or laugh at, out loud not on the board, on what was being said there. Heck, I’ve seen her yelling at the the TV because of something she saw or heard on The View, Oprah, Rachael Ray, Meet The Press, the news, or whatever. I’m saying all of this because, obviously, she’s a natural fit to blog yet never wanted to do it. She could probably take on a tag teamed Bill O’Reilly / Rush Limbaugh all by herself…and probably win! She’s not that big in stature, but she makes up for it vocally. 🙂

Maybe that is about to change. When she asked me about it, ,I poo pooed the notion because I thought she wasn’t serious. She recently brought it up again and while I still kind of poo pooed it, it piqued me interest. She definitely has a lot to say and it would do so much better in a public forum than just laying around the house with me. So this is where we are right now. One of two things are about to happen: 1) I’m going to set her up with a WordPress page and let her have at it, or 2) I may set her up to guest post here, and she takes off running, we spin her off on her own. The first, I’d be doing that for my own curiosity on WordPress than anything else. The second scenario would be easier for me and it would bring something different to the table. Win win for me either way. I will definitely let you all know, so you can check her out. Let me know what you think about it.

Keep track of your branches

Do you remember that night you went to the club with your people and got clowned because you saw old Aunt Ruthie in the middle of the dance floor [Insert current dance craze]? You know when you ran into that fine ass person on the way out that you saw on the way in? How you both chatted away over drinks in the deepest darkest corner of the club. You had your head down the whole time and they though it was funny. You started getting to know each other. They were looking finer and finer the more you talked. The jam came on and you got up to dance (right near the table so that you wouldn’t run into Aunt Ruthie or your people). You started grindin’ really close even though it was a fast song playing at the time. Then you heard ‘Sexual Healing’ over the sound system (when it was really playing ‘Smack my Bitch up’). So you decided to invite them back to your place, you know, because it’s a little less crowded and noisy. Well, that and you thought you saw Aunt Ruthie heading your way. They agree after you say, ‘I don’t normally do this”. You creep out the club real fast, find your car, and head for some head to the crib. The night ends with some toe curling sex on your overturned couch.

You wake up in the afternoon to the phone. It’s your mom asking why aren’t at the family reunion that started 2 hours ago. You also look around and see that your late night conquest has flown the coop. Shit, that turned out better than you expected. You don’t even remember their name. so you tell your mom you’re on way, rush the shower, get dressed, and roll out. And then you get there. People are eating, most are drunk, and the music is loud kinda like last night, eh? You try not to notice that Aunt Ruthie is still in the same clothes as last and is still dancing away. Pretty spry for 82 years old, but that see through mini skirt and matching top, ick. Still embarrassing, though. You grab a plate in between hugs and finger pulls. Junebug still can’t get right and you refuse to do the shufflebutt like you did when you were little. Uncle Wally still preaching but makes the best whiskey in the country. Secret ingredient, Tequila, and you always wondered what that car that sat in his yard was for. Pee Wee still smells and “Aunt” floyd is still with Uncle Jimmy. There goes Aunt Frida cheating at Spades again and arguing like she didn’t to Uncle Junior. She’s at the point where she’s about to take her blade out cut him….again. You hold your head down and keep asking yourself why do you keep coming to these things.

Anyway, as you mumble to yourself and after Bug asks you for $5…again (He’ll pay you back. He promises…again), your mom taps you on the shoulder. She wants you to say hey to cousin Jenny, the second cousin that haven’t seen since you two used to bathe together as babies. You don’t remember what happens next because you fainted….

Well now, in between therapy sessions, you can keep track of your whole sordid family tree with the website, It’s free and seemingly easy to use. You just start putting in your particular info (you, mom, dad, other mom i’m not sure of) and the branches of family that you know of and keep going. You get a temp password emailed to you at the time and then when you login the first time, you can make a permanent one. You can even put in email address that can be used to invite other family members to fill in spots that you didn’t seem to figure out in time. So supposedly only your family will see your tree. Granted, it is said not to be a professional tool so you won’t be going all Alex Hailey all of a sudden, but it can be a cool way to start going about it. Below is a link to where I found out about it. It should be noted that the site is in beta, which means it’s got miles to go before it can walk. But then again, Google has stuff that is in perpetual beta and is floating about.

Sorry, I wasn’t able to tell you about it before the reunion, but you might have still not known better (or cared). Try it out still and stay away from next year’s reunion. Here’s an article from where I found out about it. – Geni: Finally, Genealogy made easy

The continuing adventures of…Bull shit!

Now if you read the last post, then I won’t bore you with that. Instead, I can bore you with this. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Alright, so last night my MP3 player (Rio S35s) went fool and it’s been slowly acting up for a while now. Still is but I’ll save that for later. When I got home, showered and all, I tried to mess with it and put some new stuff on to bring to work tonight. Well, it took a while, but I got it to where it was descent enough to safely put stuff on it. By this time, it was around 9am and I knew I had to go over to my aunt’s house for February birthday’s and to see my nephew Brad and his mom. I went to bed.

Around 2, my nephew called and left a message believe it or not. I did not get it until I woke up at 3. I got up and made the bed. While I made the bed, my wife(Pilani) came in to ask if I wasn’t something to eat and to tell me that she checked the caller ID and saw the call from my nephew. In case you are wondering, we keep the phone off in the morning because I work at night and people, whether they know this or not, call during that time. So I tell her I knew about call because I heard the message. Anyway, I said i’ll eat something because I know I won’t stay over to my aun’t house to long and any food would be gone by the time I get there. So I take a shower and get dressed. I went into the living room where the computer is to start putting stuff on my MP3 player. There was a salad my wife made on the table on the table for me. She said that I problably should call and tell my nephew’s mom and tell her that I was on the way there and I agreed. So I called over to my aunt’s and talked to my Brad’s mom. I told her that I was on the way before I go to work and she told me that she would be leaving in about 30 or 40 minutes. This was around 4ish. She also told me that “I’m not not going to wait around here until 8 or 9 before you go to work”. Now, I have to be to work at 6 and that’s 20 minutes away from my house. My aunt’s house is about 10 to 15 minutes away and it’s on another way that I can get to work. So I tell her that I go in to work at 6, so I was going to be on the way soon. She says alright so long as you can get here before she leaves or something like that.

Alright, so I get off the phone and told Pilani what she said. I didn’t want to because sometimes she doesn’t help the situation (as you’ll soon see). I was at the computer and about to put some stuff on the Rio during to conversation, but hadn’t done anything. Since that was the case, I went to put the phone up and eat. While I was eating, I decided to go ahead and start pushing stuff to my player while I’m eating. I also kept looking at the time. When I finished eating, I was pretty much finished filling my Rio with stuff. So I put my bowl in the sink and my wife said she would wash it. Cool. Washed my hands and went to finish what I started, which only took another minute. I was already dressed so all I had to do was grab my jacket, but I went to brush my teeth first. Done. Grabbed my stuff and left. This was about 4:30, 4:40ish? The highway is right up the road from my house, I didn’t get on because I did want to run and get the present for my nephew that I wanted to get him. As soon as I past the onramp, I noticed the traffic and the street I was on was kinda heavy. That is not a big surprise as there are a lot of shops and a mall in the area. So I decided not to go where I was going and just head straight over to my aunt’s. I couldn’t just turn around as it is a busy intersection. So I cut through a “shortcut” to get back to the highway. Because of trafffic, it wasn’t that short but i made up for it when I got to the highway.

Got to my aunt’s house at 5 on the dot. I knew I didn’t have much time already, but I had to make the most of it. I grabbed the gifts I had on me that my mom bought for the birthday people and went in. As soon as I went in, I was told that I JUST missed Brad and his mom. I was upset, but I rolled with it. As I figured, the food was gone and most of the cake (they usually start around 3 and that wasn’t happening for me). So I made my rounds to everyone there. Hellos, hugs, kisses, etc, all good. So I went to where I knew everyone I didn’t see was. Another little cousin asked me if I had seen Brad. I said no rather straight faced, but I was bitter. He pulled out his cellphone and showed me a picture that he had taken yesterday or the day before when he saw Brad. I was really upset at that moment, but I didn’t show it (I think). I didn’t want to see a picture of someone that I came partly
to see in person. He’s 13, so he probably wouldn’t understand how I felt at that moment, so I can’t hold that against him.

Wait, I have to say this. What the HELL does a 13 year old need with a cellphone! Let’s add to the fact that he had one stolen from him at school a few months prior. My nephew has one and he’s 10! That makes no sense to me. No child that young should have a cellphone. What the HELL is wrong with people nowadays! I know the are good to have, but damn!

Anyway, I talked to my family for a little while before I left around 5:20. Just enough time to get to work. And so I did. Cut to a couple of hours ago when my wife calls me and says the Brad mom called at 4:58 to say that she had left my aunt’s. Not leaving, left (keep in mind when I got there)! Pilani tells me that she was trying get Brad’s mom to turn around since she was not that far away, but she claimed that she was tired. Now, I could have gone to her mom’s house to see Brad but I would have been late. When Pilani told me this, I WAS PISSED. Now comes the kicker. After she tells me how she tried to get Brad’s mom to turn around, Pilani then tells me that I should not have been messing with my Rio and that I should have left after I ate. I was 2 seconds from blowing up. Now, there is a reason why I don’t talk about my wife here or anywhere much for fear of people thinking she is a bad person. She’s not, but she pissed me off and I had to tell it.

She continues to tell me what I did wrong, while also saying that Brad’s mom was wrong. Way too long story short (Too late), I hung up on her. I was NUCLEAR at this moment, and at work. Here is something that no one knows, within the last couple of years after a build up of stress, it doesn’t take much for me to get sick or worse yet, get a major headache. If upset enough, I could almost feel an aneurysm coming on – I wish I was kidding and I’ve never had one, thank goodness. So I had to calm down quick, needless to say. I’m alright, don’t be alarmed. My wife called back a little while later and started up again. I hung up again. Not feelin’ it. So here I am putting it down and surprisingly calm to a point. I hadn’t called Brad’s mom because I would say something really bad to her. Plus, they are leaving monday morning and i’m trying not to dwell on the whole thing. Guess what though, my wife was right in a way. If I hadn’t messed with my Rio, I could have left after eating. But, if I hadn’t eaten, I could have left earlier. If I had not called, I could have left earlier than that. If I hadn’t taken a shower…. you get the idea. The fact that my wife focused on the mp3 player, pissed me off. And I was doing that and eating. Anyway, I think i’m done with this. Let’s get back to the real deal.

Thank you again if you sat through this.

You see how family will do you?

Last weekend, I got a phone (here at work no less) from my brother’s ex-wife saying that she and my nephew Brad was going to be here this weekend (long weekend, holiday, blah blah blah). That was cool, because I hadn’t seen them in a while. The only thing is, I was going to be working this weekend and I told both of them that.Well, I just received a phone call from my wife telling me that my nephew and his mom(do I really still call her my sister-in-law?) are at my house. Why is this a problem? Because I’M NOT THERE!! I’m at work and they knew it! to make matters worse, they brought a cousin (not on my side) with them. My ex sister-in-law claims she had Brad call earlier. He didn’t leave a message on the answering machine(if that was the case) and she doesn’t either when she calls, unless she’s looking to get in touch with my brother, then she left 5000 messages usually back to back(whole other story, not gonna talk on it)*.

So now i’m pissed, because not only did she just BS me, but she put in on her own son. Now granted, he has presumably called and done that before. He’s 10, I can kind of expect that. He’s also called and left messages, so there. Not only that, but when I talked to her, she starts talking about the weather and whatnot when I nicely mention the fact that she could have called. Normally, that alone would piss me off with most people, but I have a problem with being nice with the wrong people sometimes. As they say in the geek world, it’s a feature, not a flaw (or something like that). Now, why are they over there when I’m not home? For my nephew, that’s easy. He, like any kid, likes video games. That’s his main reason for going(and the little snot had the nerve to ask to borrow a game for the night). Realistically, I’m just a side note. I know he loves me, but people, let’s be real here. Kid sees a game, kid sees a family member. Where do you think that child is going to run? You delusional people can think the latter all you want because either you are fooling yourselves or that child has problems (Ahh, I can see the emails now). Now that child could possibly be well trained and will go to the family member first, but it’s just that they know they have to get through this or these person(s) to get to the game. I’m no child P-sychiatrist, nor do I have kids, but I’ve been one and around a bunch more. That’s how we learn.

Let me reign this back in because I think I’ve vented enough. So while this heffer go on about whatever, she tell me that she was going to go see my mom at her part time job after she leaves my house. Problem: She had just gotten over to the house a little after 8-ish, Burlington, where my mom works, closes at 9, and my nephew and his cousin had just started playing my Playstation while we were talking. Now, where are the holes there(and I swear I am having Deja Vu right now). Plus, she tells me that she’ll be going over to my Aunt’s house tomorrow(more on that in a minute). I dont think had any intentions of going to see my mom, let’s say, because*….. Well anyway, from where she came from (her mom’s house) to my house, she’d pretty much have to pass Burlington in a way to get there. Specifically, if she called to see if my mom was home and deduced that she must be at work when she doesn’t answer (that’s what she told me), you would probably head out over there knowing that a store closes. I’m just sayin’, though.

Plus, how do you just show up at someone’s house, when they tell you they won’t be home. Sure, my wife was there and sometimes she’s cordial. If you’re saying you are going to someone’s house to see them and they aren’t home, WTF. Hell, she probably went there to see my wife. Ther aer no ties between them outside of me and my brother (That’s not ego, just true). She and my nephew’s mom are alright with each other, partly because of common ground**, but if she’s not expecting anyone and someone shows up, she, not unlike myself, kinda gets put off and one way or another I will hear about it. In fact, I expect to hear about the fact that I said it was ok for my nephew to play the playstation since i’m not there. That’s why I tried to head it off after I realized it after I said it. Like I said, they will talk, I will hear of it, but the realism will not come out. By that, I mean that my nephew’s mom came by 1) unnanounced (AGAIN***), and 2) under false pretenses. Do I think she did it intentionally? Yes. Does she all of a sudden have a bone to pick with me? I don’t think so, and she doesn’t have the guts to tell if that’s the case anyway (one would make the same case for me at this point). And she didn’t really even know if we were home. If I’m home, my car is out in the yard and if it’s late we may leave a light on if we aren’t home. I wish my wife hadn’t answered the door. It would have served them right,but she’s not really like that. I could be and she might if it were my mom (‘nother story), but I doubt it.

Anyway, the whole situation wasn’t right and if there was a call, there should have been a message on my answering machine. And to top it all off, I called my mom(about 8:45) to tell here that Brad and his mom were here, at the house, and supposedly planning to go by her job. That’s when she told me what time they closed (which I knew). I was tring to get her to call over there to kind of nudge them into going to see her. She was kinda busy trying to help clean up for the store closing so that wasn’t going to happen. So by request, I called back to the house and mentioned the fact that my mom had some stuff my nephew’s birthday that is coming up next week (He won’t be here and they don’t live in this state). So my nephew’s mom says that they might stick around and wait for my mom (she stays in a fair walking distance and thankfully doesn’t pop in) to get home and go see her. My mom might not get home until 10 or 10:30. She mentioned that my nephew and his cousin wanted to stay up late anyway (which almost surprises me that she allowed). So I had to put in that my wife might have things to do, which is not a lie sometimes, and i think she got the hint (Doubt it). She said that she would go kick around the Walmart down the street if it gets too late. (HUH?) So anyway, I don’t know yet how that turned out. My wife is a nice person sometimes, so it may not matter, but it’s a case by case basis. I had to do that whole last bit just in case the situation did put her off. It’s not right to put someone in a situation like that. I would hate it, but would be cordial. It’s nothing against them, but really. Wow, I guess I did have a little more vent in me!

If you have stayed around this long, you’ve got great patience or had absolutely had nothing else to do. I thank you anyway. Normally, I wouldn’t go all crazy personal (especially since I’m at work) with the blog, but I had to get that out. My apologies. All this, and I find out that my family is getting together tomorrow at my aunt’s house(from earlier) for February Birthday’s. No one called me, but my nephew’s mom knew at least since yesterdaywhen she went to one of my cousin’s house. What’s up with that?

(* – Separation, divorce, in-laws. you do the math)
(** – it’s not the first time by a long shot)

I told you that I was going to hear about it and I did. Turns out my wife was called before they came by and she old them to come on by. Surprised, but still upset. And my nephew’s mom told her what I said about the fact that she MIGHT have had something to do, but didn’t tell her that I said that she might not . See what I get for trying to be nice? It was cleared up nice though.