Update

So it's been a little over a week since I posted anything and the biggest news I have to share is I'm officially on vacation as of close of business yesterday. Yep, that's it. Exciting, huh?

Said another way, there's nothing new going on around here.

I'm 3 days away from turning 47 - that is kinda newsworthy because I never thought I'd live to 40, nevermind beyond! I have no plans to celebrate; I think I'll just let it pass by quietly. (Or as quietly as Halloween can pass.)

There are a few other birthdays around the corner too... Stellina, both Jimmies, Sandie... all us Wicked Scorpios with our world reknowned tempers, our mile-wide vindictive streak, our legendary passion, and our ferocious loyalty! Happy Birthday to my Scorpio brothers and sisters!

In other news, D called me Thursday night out of the blue. I was like... 'Ah shit! I thought I was off the hook with this one.' But he called wanting to know why we stopped communicating. Of course, in typical Passive Aggressive fashion I said, "Because you stopped calling!" This probably wasn't a good idea because naturally, he apologized and suggested picking up where we left off. Great! Now what? It's funny; I have no problem being assertive in my professional life, but when it comes to my personal life, I lack cajones. I just can't bring myself to say buzz off... I guess I'm just not cut out to hurt feelings. So, I'm back to making excuses, and avoiding answering his phone calls. Terrible, huh? I know!

Let's see... as to Dupree; He's pretty well situated in his new apartment, which by the way, is really very nice. But, he's in whine mode lately. He feels isolated, lonely, trapped, in exile.... etc., etc., and the list goes on. My response to all that is, "Well, if you'd pass your driving test all your problems would be solved." He finds my stoic response less than amusing! Oh well. I've done all I can. He's got to stand on his own two feet now. Oh..... but not before he cost me another $500.00 this week. Let's not even go there. It still makes me mad!

My handsome and brilliant godson started his new job this week. I'm so proud of that kid. Some day I'll post about him and his no-good mother... let you all know about that abortion of a story.

My friend Ro gave me my birthday gift yesterday. It's a BEAUTIFUL leather jacket and matching gloves! She really goes too far! But I love her and her husband to death anyway!

The DJ thing is what it is. Becoming more of a job than fun. I guess it's just a busy time of year with parties and holidays and all. And I guess it's a compliment to be in demand.... but Keeerist! I need a weekend off!

Well.... boring as it all is; that's the news from here!

What I Learned From Sassywife

When all else fails, make a list.

1. Suddenly my job is taking over my life. I'm all over like cow flaps, and I don't like it one little bit.
2. Dupree is in his new place, and I'm STILL driving him to and from work. He goes for his (count them...) THIRD road test next Monday.
3. My romantic life is non-existant.
4. I don't have time to take care of essential things like, having my hair done, or getting my teeth cleaned.
5. My mom is in Atlantic City for the week... visiting Bob Barker, on The Price Is Right. GO MOM! I hope she gets on the show. I have to laugh at this one because she's there with all her lady friends and I just keep picturing that "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" commercial. LOL
6. Dickhead keeps rearing his ugly head... just when you think it's safe...heeeeere he comes again.
7. D fell off the face of the earth. I guess it was my body language (or lack thereof) ... so he saved me the trouble of having to tell him 'No Thanks.'
8. My DJ work is piling up to the point that I don't have any free time on the weekends for any time soon.... which sucks. (Gonna have to do something about that.)
9. I am sooooo behind in my blog reads, which also sucks.
10. I'm going away again tomorrow. Bleh.... this sucks too.

D-Day

Well, today's the day. Dupree is moving into his own place.

How do I feel about it? I feel like my mother-in-law just drove my new Cadillac off a cliff - Mixed Emotions!

On the one hand, it's been a L.O.N.G. 3 months. I've had no life because A) I have no privacy, and B) I have to be available on his schedule to cart him back & forth to work, and C) He's a supreme slob and I'm tired of putting up with his slovenly ways.

But on the other hand, he's my only brother and he's emotionally crippled which makes him less than self sufficient. I'm worried that he won't have a decent life on his own because he earns so little. I feel guilty because in order for him to make his rent, he won't be able to afford things which are no longer considered a luxury; things like a land line telephone, cable TV, Internet access. I'm sad because other than me, he has nobody else in this world to even talk to. He'll be alone all the time, and that's no way to live.

But on the other hand, he's taken advantage of me while he's been here. He does nothing to help himself without my constant prodding and nagging. Many of his woes are of his own doing.

But then again on the other hand, many of his woes are NOT of his own doing.

But then again, is it my responsibility to support him and coddle him for the rest of his days? Am I a terrible sister for insisting that at 52 years of age, he get up on his own 2 feet and at least TRY?

I am so torn over this. I actually feel ill to my stomach.

Why must I be such a bleeding heart?

-D-

So, D invited me to his place last night. I went, and was shocked to find it immaculate. I mean, eat off the floor, immaculate. Right there, I was like... oh shit... I'm Oscar, he's Felix!

His apartment is very nice, and huge. It overlooks the harbor in Bristol. A million dollar view, for sure.

So he gives me a beer (Bud Lite), and I think, "Hasn't he been paying attention? I only drink Coors Lite." But, whatever. So, we sit there talking and talking. I'm killing time until I have to leave to go get my brother from work. When suddenly...
he pounces on me. And I mean, really pounces. Like a panther!

So I gently push him back, and he looks at me like I have 5 heads. He says, "Don't you like to kiss?" And I say, "Sure I do, but you're making me uncomfortable."

So, he felt bad I guess and backed off.

Then I sat there thinking about what it was that totally turned me off... and the conclusion I came to is; he's a nice guy and all, but I'm just not that attracted to him. Bottom line? I just don't enjoy the way he looks at all; and it's even less attractive to me up close.

Now what?

Catchin' Up

Sometimes the days slip by without my noticing. I swear, I don't know where they go. Is it true this phenomenon accelerates as we age? Geez, I hope not.

Let's see...

Things are progressing with Dude, who (Stellina is right, he's not a Dude) shall be called D from now on. He seems to have been bitten by the Sybil bug. For instance, he wanted to have the "Are you seeing anyone else" conversation yesterday. I entertained the conversation because he is exceedingly sweet, and I didn't want to hurt his feelings. We had dinner tonight, and he just tickles me, the way he falls all over me.

My brother is scheduled to take his road test this Thursday morning. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE....... everybody send prayers, good vibrations, positive vibes... whatever you believe in. He's going to need all the divine intervention we can muster. (He's just NOT a good driver)

My work schedule is simply OUT OF CONTROL. I'm here, there, and everywhere for the next few weeks, AND my DJ calendar is pretty full too... so, there's no rest for the wicked this month.

Which reminds me, it's almost Halloween, which is, by all accounts, my Christmas. Since I detest Christmas, Halloween is my holiday of choice, not to mention my birthday. The jury's out as to exactly how I will celebrate this year.

Also, jumping back to the subject of the brother... He's moving out of here on the 15th of this month. Not that he wants to, mind you. And why would he want to? He lives scott free, gets his laundry washed and folded, eats enough to feed an army, sleeps until noon every day, and spends the rest of his time driving me totally INSANE with his channel surfing. And believe me, there are 300 channels.... he does a lot of fucking surfing. Know what? It's time for the brother to G.O.

That is all. Hope you're all well!