Tonight, my 14 year old sister, after I had made both challah and sugar cookies: “Oh shit, can we eat bread?”
A few moments later, she explained the story of chanukah: Moses was making bread and didn’t have enough bread and he had to use oil instead, and then the electricity went out and instead of […]
Lately I’ve been thinking quite a bit about my sister — the middle one, the crazy one. When we were little, we were great friends, or as great as you can be with our age difference. Did it start changing when I became a real teenager? Did it start when she started to lose it, […]
My grandmother has, for years, long before I was born, had Friday night dinners for the family. When I was young, I was made to sit on a towel in case I dropped food on their chairs. When I was young, my aunt and uncle came every single week. We still have fights about politics. […]
Yesterday was a beach day (today wasn’t, luckily; I’m getting a horrible heat rash and would have had to take today off anyhow). My grandparents also came down the day before, so were on the beach yesterday. (Going to Boston seems unlikely at best. I will probably head to NH again, that’s it.)
As 85 year […]
I was watching The Princess Bride with my father today, the duel scene between Westley and Inigo Montoya. (Does Mandy Patinkin ever get asked to repeat that line anymore? Is he sick of it?) I marvelled at the background with the totally non-moving clouds. Then my father — who has seen this movie before, and […]
My grandfather today asked me if I had good friends, ones I could ask about anything. (Maybe not relations with your husband, if you had one, he added.) Yes, I said, I do have those friends. (The fact that I *won’t* bring up anything doesn’t mean I couldn’t; it’s my insanity, not my friends’ lack […]
Today I went to my great-uncle’s unveiling, to my grandparents’ house for a lunch, and then to a three hour nap. I am still totally exhausted, and dizzy, perhaps with the exhaustion, perhaps not, but dizzy nonetheless. (And if you’ve seen the stairs to and in my place, you know dizziness is risky.)
I don’t remember […]
me: uh, perhaps that would be inadvisable?
sister: wtf
sister: SPEAK FKING ENGLISH
me: that was english
sister: jeesh
sister: speak my level of english
sister: u weirdo
sister: ‘
sister: friken linguistisions
As I whined over at Phantom’s, my sister has been difficult, lately. This is because she’s totally nuts. Someone here once suggested Narcissistic Personality Disorder, and I have thought a lot about that, but in the end, I don’t think it’s that. But it’s also probably not that distant. Close enough, certainly, that some of […]
The problem really is how much I dislike myself when I interact with my sister. I can’t seem to keep myself acting anything better than sulky toddler.
I would go into more detail about her again but, really, what’s the point? The fights are always the same, my reactions are always the same, I know […]