First things First.
Feb. 5th, 2006 09:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodsong1STEELERS WON!!! STEELERS WON!!!
*ahem*
Now for the real news.
After picking up the kiddo from the ex-MIL's house (and the appropriate cheering for her team, the poor dear was crying in joy) we went over to my parents' house to pick up some toys the kiddo left behind. Wolf and son stayed in the car while I ran in, expecting it to be a 30 second, "hi, here ya go, drive safe, bye" kind of thing.
Not really.
See, my brother was there, whom I haven't seen since, oh, Thanksgiving of 2004. *thinks* Yeah, it has been that long, cause last year we missed him by about half an hour. So, aftet Mom found out kiddo was still awake, she made to go see him and I said I wanted to say hi to my brother. Truth.
He comes over, gives me a hug, then steps back, flips my open coat back and says,
"Look at you! You haven't gotten any taller and you haven't gotten any fatter. What's wrong with you? I bet I can pick you up, no problem." Which he then does, with both arms around my waist. I laugh down at him, he stares up at me.
"You're nothing! I can't lift Jen this high!" (Jen being his lover) "Look at this!" And he tosses me up higher. Now he's holding me by my thighs and my head's a few inches from the ceiling. I'm laughing and Mom's considering going for a camera. Bgers eventually puts me down, after which I remind him that at 27, I'm not going to get any taller.
"Well, yeah, but you still need to eat. Jen's healthy."
"Yes, I know, I'm trying," I whine. "I haven't broken 100 pounds in six years." This leaves him shaking his head while Mom finally finds the camera. Bgers and I take one nice shot, one bunny ears shot and one fake wrestling shot. I insist on copies, so does he. We all then troop out to the car to say "hi, drive safe, bye" to Wolf and the kiddo.
As we're driving home, I start giggling, thinking about how fun that interlude was.
Then it hits me.
For five brief minutes, we were a family. No grudges about the past, no recriminations over what I've done with my life, no disapproval about how I'm raising my son or my chosen religion.
It was the four of us, laughing together.
I can't remember the last time we were able to do that. It's been at LEAST a year and 3 months since we were all in the same PLACE, let alone having some spontaneous fun.
I'll admit I shed several tears with this realization. I had honestly forgotten that we could do that. I'm so used to being the one away, the one on the outside, the one that didn't do what she was supposed to, at least now she's getting her life somewhat on track again with the new job and oh yeah, her second husband isn't nearly as bad as the first, all things considered. I really didn't expect to get the same vibe from my blood family that I do from Wolf's, but there it was.
For five minutes, I had my family back.
I could die tonight happy, knowing I had that.
*ahem*
Now for the real news.
After picking up the kiddo from the ex-MIL's house (and the appropriate cheering for her team, the poor dear was crying in joy) we went over to my parents' house to pick up some toys the kiddo left behind. Wolf and son stayed in the car while I ran in, expecting it to be a 30 second, "hi, here ya go, drive safe, bye" kind of thing.
Not really.
See, my brother was there, whom I haven't seen since, oh, Thanksgiving of 2004. *thinks* Yeah, it has been that long, cause last year we missed him by about half an hour. So, aftet Mom found out kiddo was still awake, she made to go see him and I said I wanted to say hi to my brother. Truth.
He comes over, gives me a hug, then steps back, flips my open coat back and says,
"Look at you! You haven't gotten any taller and you haven't gotten any fatter. What's wrong with you? I bet I can pick you up, no problem." Which he then does, with both arms around my waist. I laugh down at him, he stares up at me.
"You're nothing! I can't lift Jen this high!" (Jen being his lover) "Look at this!" And he tosses me up higher. Now he's holding me by my thighs and my head's a few inches from the ceiling. I'm laughing and Mom's considering going for a camera. Bgers eventually puts me down, after which I remind him that at 27, I'm not going to get any taller.
"Well, yeah, but you still need to eat. Jen's healthy."
"Yes, I know, I'm trying," I whine. "I haven't broken 100 pounds in six years." This leaves him shaking his head while Mom finally finds the camera. Bgers and I take one nice shot, one bunny ears shot and one fake wrestling shot. I insist on copies, so does he. We all then troop out to the car to say "hi, drive safe, bye" to Wolf and the kiddo.
As we're driving home, I start giggling, thinking about how fun that interlude was.
Then it hits me.
For five brief minutes, we were a family. No grudges about the past, no recriminations over what I've done with my life, no disapproval about how I'm raising my son or my chosen religion.
It was the four of us, laughing together.
I can't remember the last time we were able to do that. It's been at LEAST a year and 3 months since we were all in the same PLACE, let alone having some spontaneous fun.
I'll admit I shed several tears with this realization. I had honestly forgotten that we could do that. I'm so used to being the one away, the one on the outside, the one that didn't do what she was supposed to, at least now she's getting her life somewhat on track again with the new job and oh yeah, her second husband isn't nearly as bad as the first, all things considered. I really didn't expect to get the same vibe from my blood family that I do from Wolf's, but there it was.
For five minutes, I had my family back.
I could die tonight happy, knowing I had that.
