Well, let's see. Friday was when it all started, I cleaned my room up, down and sideways. I waited because my brother was coming home that day, and he got in at about 10 PM. I waited up a long time for him, being completely estatic, he was bringing his 2 cats with him the whole time home. My squee, they were so cute! Whenever my brother arrived, we waited on the hello's, hi's, hugs, I miss you's, etc. I ran out in the rain and helped my brother run in with stuff, and we opened the Kitty's kennels and they slowly walked out and explored the whole house.
Now, I'm allergic to cats, mainly cats with a ton of dander, but these cats near never shed. It was perfect for me. They were so gosh darn cute! Especially Lemon. The cats got comfy and explored every little inch of our house, and the next day Lemon was more-so comfortable being around everyone. I talked to my brother and caught up, and he actually saw a little mark Miss Boss gave me that same Friday...
The cats names are Lemon and Percival. Percival is a year and a half old, and Lemon is just one year old. Lemon has an upper respiratory infection, which spread around and messed up her eye as well. Percival is a male, and Lemon is a female. Percival is definitely the Alpha of the group, but he was so timid with my cousin edward being around, making noise, and torturing the cats, that he just hid in my room the whole time. He loved my dark, cozy, cold room.
Anyway, Lemon was the cutest. She was a short haired white-and-gray furred kitty. We called her the purr-meister, because ALL SHE DID WAS PURR! IT WAS SO CUTE~! When I woke up on my birthday, she met me halfway in the hall and rubbed on my legs, and I felt the purr vibrations. She then love-clawed my legs (very carefully clawed them) wanting me to pick her up, and when I did, she laid and cuddled in my arms and chest like a baby, purring as she near fell asleep in my arms. She was so damn cute, I wanted to steal her from my brother. The only cat I've ever wanted to steal...
My birthday started off slow. I saw my amazing cookie cake which was the best cookie cake I ever saw, I couldn't have asked for a better one. I got dressed early with my brother, and we went out ot meet one of my dad's friends. After that, we had to go visit my mom, but first we got Starbucks. Do you know how amazing a Starbucks vinte white-chocolate light-iced Mocha is? It's like crack, I swear to squee. It was my first time ever having one (i'm not huge on coffee stuff.) but oh my squee, this was just... I want more! It's expesive, BUT I WANT MORE!
On the way to starbucks, my brother had a semi-serious talk with me. He told me "after we deal with family, because we're basically obligated to, we'll do whatever you want. It's your day, man. Whatever you want to do, we'll do it." Which meant a lot to me. It's silly, but my birthdays have never really been days about 'me' per-say. Hell, even on my birthday, my dad wandered around the house like an injured dying puppy seeking attention because of his 'broken heart' from his 'girlfriend' and nobody cared. My birthdays have been crappy, no real celebrations, no real presents. Hearing that from my brother made me realize just why I really look up to my brother and appreciate him being my brother. He's so awesome, and he's basically had my back my whole life. Whenever we both don't have much to look forward to, we intervene. That's exactly what he did. (Sadly, we didn't do anything, but mainly because I wanted that. Plus, it was too late to go out somewhere.)
Anyway, we drank the mocha's on the way to my mother's house, whom most of you should know she isn't exactly doing well. Neither of us have really come to terms with my mother's... situation, we'll say. We've been determined to figure her out, because I'm not entirely sure just how close it is to 'that time.' Generally, it was just a huge waste of time, we stayed there for 4 hours really just doing nothing. It was a gigantic waste of time, really. We could've done all that and more at our house over the phone. But my mother appreciated that, and I have pictures of her and I. That's what I care about. :) She's doing well, too, much better than the last I heard from her. :D
We came home and then we had to deal with Edward and my Aunt. My Aunt I could deal with, but Edward? He's my second cousin, adopted by my Aunt. She does not discipline this child, I've been Babysitting him for so long, teaching him how to do things. He tormented my brothers cats, and my brother got extremely pissed. He told my aunt in an argument "I just yelled and scolded Edward, he better not hit my cat like that again." (He basically slapped/poked Lemons eye really hard and she made some yelping noise.) And in her defense, she said "But he doesn't know any better." "So raise your damn kid, or so help me god I will pack my things and leave. Seriously. He's not allowed near my cats unless I'm watching him." And so we told him that. And he listened!
My Birthday was fun. My cousin ruined my damn cookie cake, and that's a tangent I don't want to go off on. He thought MY cookie cake was his, and basically demolished it. :\ Fantastic. I still got the final part that I wanted, and no one can have it. It's so mine, and it's totally hidden... that's sad of me to say.
Other than that, my day was filled with talking to my relatives as they wished me happy birthday and me watching TV as I fell asleep.
Then after that, Sunday came up. It was Edwards Birthday, and boy did I really enjoy teaching him and baby sitting him. :\ Not. I haven't even been a parent and I don't blame parents the way they act.
He wasl oud and noisy, banging his feed and stomping around the house at 8 in the fucking morning because he's hyper as shit and no one will teach the kid how to stay quiet. I got pissed when I woke up, and he still did it this morning... If he doe sit tuesday, I'm gonna be so raging.
We woke up, and it was easter. We had an early easter dinner, at 3:30, because my brother had to eat and leave as soon as possible. Before that, Edward opened his Easter gifts and basically went hunting for the easter eggs my brother hid around the house. After the easter dinner, he opened his gifts and had his cake. We stayed home nearly all day celebrating his birthday, and after my brother left, he was really into being my buddy. :\ He needs to go away, I need to breath!
He wanted me to teach him how to play video games on our PS3 and stuff. He asked me to turn on the PS3 and Toy Story 3, and I sat down trying to configure technology, whenever he crawled over and sat in my lap to watch. I didn't know it, but my aunt and grandma were watching the whole time, and basically took pictures. That's when I found out they were there, and I didn't like it one bit.
He still doesn't know how to use a controller. He just loves throwing Woody off of a moving Train and watching Woody die. I gave up hope teaching him. Seriously. It's a lost cause.
But Sunday was basically him constantly running into my room and invading my privacy, asking what everything was in my room, and stealing my cookie cake. Today was a rather boring day, school, dealing with Edward when he got home with Dinner, and then the rest was me laying down and talking to my wonderful, delightful, loving girlfriend. <3 I love her to squee, I swear.
That's really about it for my 'birthday adventures.' There's probably a bit more I haven't really mentioned that I SHOULD mention, but I can't think of them. There's even random conversations, I know that.
If I think of any funny conversation, I'll post them. :D Picturez!
It's Lemon sleeping! NAWESOCUTE
p.s., my Aunt said I would make a wonderful father, and a very caring dad.
I wonder who would appreciate that sort of comment. :) I can't stop saying it, and you know it! <3
i want pictures of you and edward sitting together! and what did your bro say about my mark? and i know you would make an...interesting dad. your techniques will be very unique, to say the least. ;)
ReplyDeleteOooh? What are you trying to insinuate by that!? Is that some sort of insult!?
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