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16 April 2006 @ 10:16 pm
Mmm Family  
This is what happens when you're 1.) a different religion from your family and 2.) just different from your family.

And my mother showed up just to piss me off. Then wondered why I didn't want to eat with the rest of the family. (No, we don't get along, for those of you just tuning in at home. It's a long, horrible, sordid story.)

Aside from the fact that she got on my case about not eating meat (although it's more or less for the same reason she eats very little) this happened:
Me, Earlier in the Day: I haven't seen Dad in about a month and a half. I hope he comes to dinner.
Mom, Later: Oh, by the way, your Dad offered to leave his dinner early and come here to see you since it's been a while, but he's annoying me lately so I told him not to bother.

That's when I was like "well, good bye. See you when I see you." And left to return a movie.

And my brother decided to go to a reptile convetion instead of having dinner with us. He came home early, called my mother, and begged her to let him in because he doesn't have a key to the new apartment yet. Mom was like "can't you wait half an hour?" and my brother insisted he couldn't. I asked Mom if he was whining and scratching at the door.

Speaking of which, my brother and I are sort of at war right now. He's very hard of hearing and needs hearing aids, but he won't get them. As a result, he's nearly gotten me killed when he gives me a ride anywhere. Last time, I told him to drive to the end of the street and hang a right. That's it. He somehow ended in the next town over and drove over an embankment (he got out). When I asked him what the hell he was doing he said "you said go to Brewer!", then tried to say I didn't say anything to him at all. Keep in mind he can't hear and his music was cranked up. He's nearly gotten us hit numerous times because he neither looks in all directions or can hear cars coming. I told him a truck almost sideswiped us. He said he didn't see it. I told him the horn was blaring, and he said he couldn't hear it. Then he said "it was on your side, anyway, so I didn't have to worry."

And people wonder why I want to move...
chandra161chandra161 on April 16th, 2006 07:28 pm (UTC)
Wow. They're sure charming, aren't they?

(I didn't even remember that today was a religious holiday until I checked my flist on LJ this afternoon.)
A Guy Named Goo: WTF?aguynamedgoo on April 16th, 2006 07:34 pm (UTC)
You don't know the half of it. This is pretty tame compared to the things that usually happen when my family gets together. Reminds me I need to poke you again about NYC. It's sounding more appealing by the...millisecond.
chandra161: Adam Rappchandra161 on April 17th, 2006 05:16 am (UTC)
Heee! Yeah, sounds like getting away from good ol' Maine is definitely a perrogative at the moment.

Nothing like family members to make you want to move FAR AWAY.
A Guy Named Goo: Beautiful Day Roseanne by jedi_mindtruckaguynamedgoo on April 17th, 2006 08:34 am (UTC)
They've done it before. I mentioned in Boston that a couple of years ago I upped and ran off to PA without warning, so it's not like there isn't a precedent. My grandmother is awesome, but she has this desperate need to mediate everything and fix everything when she doesn't realize how deep things go or that they can't be fixed, so they should just be left alone. Although my shrink mentioned she'd been going to PFLAG meetings, which was news to me.

But it's just the state, the people in it, my family...I'm sick of it all and I am ready to get away. To civilization. And you can scarely find more civilization than you can in NYC. I'd have to take you up on your offer to room with you, at least at first, but I won't come with no money so I won't sponge off of you until I get on my feet.

And I want smokes. I need smokes. ~_~
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A Guy Named Goo: Armor Al/Human Al/Gateaguynamedgoo on April 17th, 2006 08:42 am (UTC)
My late grandmother (my father's mother as well) was like that. She had eighteen grandkids (nine kids), so she often fell back on the "I have too many grandkids to pay attention to them all" excuse. The truth was she favored three or four and scarcely wanted any more of us around, but because my father was the baby of the family, she wanted him around a lot and tended to think my brother and I were part of the deal. After a while, I stopped going to see her with them, and apparently once in a while she'd ask about me. When she came down to see her kids in Bangor, I'd usually end up seeing her, only to be barraged with criticism over things she doesn't know and has no way of knowing.

In most pics of me, you'll see I wear a very large ball chain necklace. I've had that since I was 13, and wear it every day. Every time I saw her, she'd focus on it, calling it "big, ugly, and unfeminine". I'd always say "kind of like me?" and she'd shut up. I dressed up nice for her funeral, but I was wearing it underneath my shirt.

Also, I went out of my way to go to my grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary (if my grandfather ever had a personality individual from her, I never saw it). I traveled the four hours to the crappy little lodge venu, ate shitty food, and pretended to be social. While there, I noticed that her favorite grandchild, Amanda, was no where to be seen. Where was Amanda? Her boyfriend was playing a basketball game, and Nana didn't think her precious granddaughter should be deprived of getting to spend time with her boyfriend. I didn't get so much as a thank you for going out of my way to see her.

That was more or less the last time I went up there to see her. She died a few years ago (very suddenly) of stomach cancer. My father never knew to what extent we didn't get along (he figured I didn't want to go up north three hours to see her because I didn't like the other people who lived up there) and as far as I'm concerned, he never will.
dracschick: My_OT4dracschick on April 16th, 2006 08:39 pm (UTC)
Nope, I can definitely understand you........
family can be very, very difficult:(

We frolicked about in our summer skin.ebits on April 17th, 2006 08:27 pm (UTC)
Is it OK if I friend you? Comment back on my journal. =]

♥ Liz.
We frolicked about in our summer skin.ebits on April 17th, 2006 08:31 pm (UTC)
P.S. Sounds like my mom & company. Ergh. =/
We frolicked about in our summer skin.ebits on April 17th, 2006 10:36 pm (UTC)
Done. =]

A Guy Named Goo: Anthony Argentina by anyathewiccanaguynamedgoo on April 17th, 2006 10:40 pm (UTC)
Added you back.