weirdness
Life in the household has settled into a bit of a bizarre format.
The niece moved up here from m town due to a fight with her half sister.
The baby lost the room I promised she would never lose, but I think/believe it is temporary and she is not upset.
The son is resident on either the recliner or the couch in the family room.
The niece in the bedroom, or the couch or the recliner depending.
Now THAT is a strange situation.
The boy is 21 august 19. the niece just turned 19 july 20. both cuspers. I hate cuspers. They are a contradiction in terms.
The boy is highly intelligent. Lazy. Doesn’t have a driven bone in his body.
The niece is highly intelligent. Driven. Passionate. Earthy.
They are falling in love. Now remember. She is my niece by blood, the only child of my oldest brother. He is my son via painless birth, my husband’s ex wife having given birth to him for me.
No blood relation there at all.
Not raised together in that she was in California until recently and they have never met, corresponded, talked. Nothing. Nada. Zip.
He doesn’t suffer fools gladly. He hasn’t dated much because all the girls he has met have been normal 18 and 19 year old girls. Stupid. Silly, wear complete make up to go and check the mail box. Live at the mall.
She finished high school at 16, and already has two years of college under her belt. Which by the way, is a 1st degree black belt in tae kwon do.
He is used to a female role model of well, ME. I don’t wear makeup except at funerals and weddings. Levi jeans and t shirts with sayings such as “don’t let your mind wander, its too young to be out on it’s own” and “stupid should HURT” and..well, you know.
The boy has seen me under a car changing an alternator. He has seen me so dirty with muck from cleaning a basement that I should be declared a quarantine. He has heard me cuss like a merchant marine. (sorry ava.) he has seen me holding newborns with utmost tenderness. He has seen me work with a migrane that would kick the ass of a strong mule. He has seen me sleep deprived.
And, not to break my arm trying to pat myself on the back, but THAT is what he wants in a partner/mate/wife.
And those, are hard to come by.
She is one of those. Genetics DO in fact tell.
That’s funny too. The old, nurture verses nature question.
Him I nurtured and raised. He is like me.
Her I had nothing to do with the raising of, but we share the same dna
They are like opposite sides of each other.
She says she had to come 3000 miles to find the family that she FIT into.
Same humor. Same quick retorts. Same memory. Same intellect. Same sarcasm. She never fit into her biological family. She loves her mother and sisters, they are wonderful people. But it was always an awkward fit.
My brother, her father, is an asshole. She hasn’t had anything to do with him for years and years.
She fits into MY part of the biological family spectrum.
They are very touchy feely. Hell, they are young.
One of them has to move out soon or it will be a problem.
I can accept my own niece as a daughter in law. I think.
I texted her phone yesterday. I felt like I needed to tell her I only have one son. Break his heart, I will HURT you back. I have a lot of vengeance in me. Don’t bring it out.
I do believe in love at first sight. My husband and I had it and we are going on our 17th year. We are best friends first and foremost, married second and lovers third. (good thing cause who has the TIME or the energy for THAT?)
But boy oh boy, how weird is my family.
Resident in our house now.
Sometimes 17 yr old who works and stays with her bio mom and us back and forth. No room anymore. Car and job
Recovering junkie daughter, pregnant again. No job, no car. Guest bedroom, soon to be oldest grandchild’s bedroom when this one moves out.
7 year old of above, we have custody of. bedroom
4 year old of above, we have custody of. Shared with sister bedroom
21 year old son, graduated from college. No job. No car. Couch in family room.
19 year old niece, graduated from college, going BACK to college with 17 year old when that one is graduated from h.school. car, car payment, no job yet. Ex bedroom of youngest daughter.
Me and hubby. Master suite. Thank GOD 3 cars, pension, job and own house.
One overweight 10 yr old Chihuahua named spike. She’s female.
One rat terrier nicknamed ‘sir piss a lot” cause he does. Going with son soon hopefully.
Three cats, area 51, winkin and blinkin.
I’ll take ozzy ozbourne and hulk Hogan on for reality tv shows any day of the week. Hands down.
