Darling Nikki
| 19 April 2009
I think my eyes are "going". Maybe thaaaat's why I think some of the guys I know are such lookers. Just kidding. They ARE. I haven't gone blind - yet! But my eyes are starting to deceive me with small print. I've set my alarm on my phone twice now for PM instead of AM. That's helpful. Nice timing too; I've started to read more lately, and some books have the smallest print!
Got in touch recently with a few people from High School. One of them is the sister of a boyfriend I had. That's when all in the world was still seemingly innocent, me included. Biggest concern? What to wear, friends and boys.
Apparently, my ex (her younger brother) was big on "big breasts". I had no idea. I was rather surprised, seeing as I'm not known for my 'rack' as men so often call that part of a woman. But then again, our relationship of 2 years did not get "sexual". It almost did, but we never crossed that line. I saw him a few years later, (I saw a lot of people a few years later) and he wasn't my 'type' anymore. Turns out he went from one large breasted girl/woman to another only to finally marry a Double D Shrew that no one could stand (and still can't) and she had a breast reduction shortly after they wed. Talk about "bait and switch". It sounds like there's very little contact with the brothers and sisters and my ex. It's a shame when families get estranged from one another, especially when it's largely due to the fact that one of them married a control freak. It happens too often. Ahh well. Great family too, his mom remembers me fondly and I always did like her as well. It's interesting to hear where peoples' lives have taken them, years afterwards. Too bad, it's not always good news with some.
Another ex's brother lives out on the West Coast, happily married and doing well. He looked me up 10 years ago and we've always kept in touch periodically but I haven't actually seen him in more years than I care to say. Neither he, his brother or sister have a close relationship with their mother. His sister ended up with four kids, fathered by four different men (all "winners") and is on social assistance for life. Wow, how can you f*ck up four times? My ex? Happily married with children I'm told. Good for him. Was he ever good looking. We got along really well too. Couldn't trust him with a ten foot pole when it came to women though. He was just that irresistable. Did I learn my lesson? Of course not. We were young though. That rollercoaster ride lasted from age 17 to 21. I was always drawn to the ones everybody wanted. And I usually got them. Problem is, when they're so desirable, you end up sharing them, one way or another. He cheated on me, so I ended up taking his cue and did the same eventually. A charming duo, we were. For at least a year neither of us had the sense or maturity to let things go. I finally did. Cold turkey. He tried to get in touch with me a year after that. Came by my house, left me a letter. It was sincere. I didn't respond. Not because I was mad at him. I wasn't. I just knew if we saw each other even once, we'd get back together, for awhile anyway. We genuinely cared for each other, even after all the bullshit. Besides, I was out 4 or 5 nights a week socializing by then. Single - for a little while.
Feuding families are worse than estranged ones though. At least there's peace and quiet when you don't talk. Maybe not peace, but definitely quiet. I'm glad I've never been a part of a huge family or extended family unit. All the politics that I've heard some people go through. Especially over the Holidays or Thanksgiving. The Hatfield's and the McCoy's, remember them? Everyone's favorite cartoon family: The Flintstones.
Christmas, Birthdays, Baptisms, whatever. Drunk uncles, crazy brother/sister/mother in laws etc. I guess I'd be used to it if I had to deal with it but I've been pretty lucky that way with the exception of meeting the few family members of "IT" (a.k.a. the biggest mistake of my life). Just one comment; FREAKS BELONG IN THE CIRCUS. Talk about red flags a wavin'. Good old hindsight: it's 20/20. My own family is not without its idiosyncrasies but no need to go into that. We've all got a story. Growing up, my boyfriends' parents always liked me. It wasn't until I met "the freak" that there were any issues with "family". HIS. No coincidence there. If it looks, talks and acts like a duck, it's a DUCK. Is it umm duck hunting season yet??
I know, I know. It's an evil thought - not very nice but seriously, some people have a really f*cked up gene pool. I'm much wiser now.. Or so I keep telling myself.
Why can't everyone just get along? I'm kidding. It's a nice thought but that's not the way reality is. Thankfully, some families are close and maintain good, healthy relationships with one another. There's nothing like the support of family and friends, through the good times and the bad. That's why I always say, when you love someone, make sure you tell them once in awhile. Moms love to hear it. I suspect boys/men (c'mon what's the difference?) don't say it to their dads enough, or at all. Just spit it out :) if you haven't in awhile. The bear hugs and back slappings are telling, but the words need to be said and heard sometimes too. We're not always going to have the chance. Carpe Diem; That's Latin for "Seize The Day".
Darling Nikki
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