having trouble ignoring the heat radiating from her and the sweet smell of flowers surrounding her. I’d have to be dead not to pay attention to stuff like that, especially when it comes to a fox like Kara. I inwardly groan at how fucked up I am. I’m not supposed to feel this way about anyone, except Sam. She is it for me, and that’s that.
The movie ends and all the girls are sniffling and wiping tears from their eyes. I could really use some more testosterone filled males around me right now. I can feel my nuts shriveling in protest from all things girly and Disney.
After the girls brush their teeth and slip into their pajamas, I help tuck Candace and Grace into their beds before heading into the bedroom to face the angry beast.
***
John and I are sitting out on their enclosed deck, drinking beers. In the summer, they have all the windows out and it functions as a screened in porch. There is a ceiling fan above us, a slate tiled kitchen counter running the length of the house – complete with sink and fridge built in underneath – along with a large wooden, rustic dining table and matching chairs. Since its early spring, the windows are still in place and a small space heater sits across from us to keep the room warm.
Surprisingly, Emma and Brooke went to the mall alone to go shopping together. After the stunt Brooke pulled last night, I was shocked at the turn of events. Emma pulled me aside after breakfast and told me she felt it was important for them to spend some time one on one. She was hoping that spending time with Brooke alone would help Brooke to relax. Fingers crossed on that one, but I’m not going to hold my breath.
It’s extremely important for anyone I spend the rest of my life with to get along with my family. Regardless of Brooke’s mental state, I’ll always choose them over her if she forces my hand. Them getting along and acting civil will certainly make my life easier. The way things have been going lately, I’m afraid that will never happen.
While Emma and Brooke shop, Kara is somewhere in the house keeping the girls preoccupied. God bless her for coming along and doing all the girly things they like so much. It saves me from being dressed like a princess and glitter being put in my hair. If pictures ever surfaced of me looking like that, I’d never live it down.
“You sure everything is cool? It’s really none of my business, but your sister is concerned and I promised her I would try to get you to ‘open up’,” John makes the air quotes before continuing, “and tell me your all your sad, sappy feelings.” John’s shit-eating grin tells me exactly how much he’s enjoying this.
“Well I’m not going to lie. I’m not exactly thrilled with the course my life has taken. You know I got bitched at last night for sticking up for the girls and Kara when Brooke decided to be an asshole to them? I don’t know what I’m going to do with her. I hoped by committing to her and working out our problems, she’d get better. Not only are our problems still right there, front and center, but she is getting worse. I didn’t even think that was possible.” I shake my head at the thought.
You know things are bad if I’m sharing my feelings with my brother in law. Last night was horrible. I’m sure everyone heard us screaming at each other. I tried to keep my voice down, but every time Brooke raised hers to me, I felt the need to give it right back to her. I tried to explain to her that if she would just act like herself, my family would like her better. All she does is show them her bitchy side, that’s all they know. Emma and the girls took to Kara so quickly because she was nice and didn’t come off pretentious or like she was trying too hard.
“Have you considered cutting your losses? If things are getting worse, maybe you two shouldn’t be together. It’s like you bring out the worst in each other.” John turns around and opens up a small fridge to grab another
The movie ends and all the girls are sniffling and wiping tears from their eyes. I could really use some more testosterone filled males around me right now. I can feel my nuts shriveling in protest from all things girly and Disney.
After the girls brush their teeth and slip into their pajamas, I help tuck Candace and Grace into their beds before heading into the bedroom to face the angry beast.
***
John and I are sitting out on their enclosed deck, drinking beers. In the summer, they have all the windows out and it functions as a screened in porch. There is a ceiling fan above us, a slate tiled kitchen counter running the length of the house – complete with sink and fridge built in underneath – along with a large wooden, rustic dining table and matching chairs. Since its early spring, the windows are still in place and a small space heater sits across from us to keep the room warm.
Surprisingly, Emma and Brooke went to the mall alone to go shopping together. After the stunt Brooke pulled last night, I was shocked at the turn of events. Emma pulled me aside after breakfast and told me she felt it was important for them to spend some time one on one. She was hoping that spending time with Brooke alone would help Brooke to relax. Fingers crossed on that one, but I’m not going to hold my breath.
It’s extremely important for anyone I spend the rest of my life with to get along with my family. Regardless of Brooke’s mental state, I’ll always choose them over her if she forces my hand. Them getting along and acting civil will certainly make my life easier. The way things have been going lately, I’m afraid that will never happen.
While Emma and Brooke shop, Kara is somewhere in the house keeping the girls preoccupied. God bless her for coming along and doing all the girly things they like so much. It saves me from being dressed like a princess and glitter being put in my hair. If pictures ever surfaced of me looking like that, I’d never live it down.
“You sure everything is cool? It’s really none of my business, but your sister is concerned and I promised her I would try to get you to ‘open up’,” John makes the air quotes before continuing, “and tell me your all your sad, sappy feelings.” John’s shit-eating grin tells me exactly how much he’s enjoying this.
“Well I’m not going to lie. I’m not exactly thrilled with the course my life has taken. You know I got bitched at last night for sticking up for the girls and Kara when Brooke decided to be an asshole to them? I don’t know what I’m going to do with her. I hoped by committing to her and working out our problems, she’d get better. Not only are our problems still right there, front and center, but she is getting worse. I didn’t even think that was possible.” I shake my head at the thought.
You know things are bad if I’m sharing my feelings with my brother in law. Last night was horrible. I’m sure everyone heard us screaming at each other. I tried to keep my voice down, but every time Brooke raised hers to me, I felt the need to give it right back to her. I tried to explain to her that if she would just act like herself, my family would like her better. All she does is show them her bitchy side, that’s all they know. Emma and the girls took to Kara so quickly because she was nice and didn’t come off pretentious or like she was trying too hard.
“Have you considered cutting your losses? If things are getting worse, maybe you two shouldn’t be together. It’s like you bring out the worst in each other.” John turns around and opens up a small fridge to grab another
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