Well, my E. brother will be coming down for Christmas after all. While that is nice, it annoys me how little will my parents have. For a while they told him they would not pay for his trip down here. They caved. Well, my mom caved into my dad’s persistence really. My dad is such a softy. Why it bothers me is that it costs so much. My brother needs to quit relying on my parents’ money. I mean he is twenty-seven for all that is nutty. They have enough problems with money, bills, credit debts and junk. Sure, they say it is his Christmas present, and I know money should not matter so much over family time… but… my brother is one of the reasons my parents are in such debts to begin with. Sigh.
The beginning of the week hasn’t been really eventful. Thursday was my B-day. I was sent an e-card from my parents. I did my chores and then worked on an old picture I drew. While in the middle of it, my brother told me to come out. He wanted to show me something. He snatched a present from underneath the tree. Apparently it was my birthday gift. I opened it. It was a small oriental lamp/night light. I thanked him and he helped me put it together. After that I resumed on my picture.
Around noon my mom came home. She wanted to take my brother and me out for lunch. A birthday lunch apparently, but nothing interested me, so we went to Chili’s. It was just another regular lunch to me. We went back home, I went back to working on the picture and when it hit three-thirty I rested on my bed since I did not sleep much the night before.
Near four thirty my mom wakes me up to take my cat and my brother’s cat to the vet. Perhaps it was the abrupt awaking, but I felt like crap then. The doctor checked out my cat first. They drew blood and would run tests. They moved onto my brother’s cat, so I went back out into the waiting room with mine. The results were positive. My cat’s levels went down a bit. Instead of near seventy he is in the sixties. While we won’t be checking him in again until March thirteenth, perhaps fourteenth, I hope his level drops to the fifties in two weeks. He really should be at thirty-six at highest… What the levels are measuring, I do not know. I just know we want him near the thirties. This visit was “cheaper” than last time. 140 bucks. Oi.
We returned home around five, settled in, got out respective dinners and then gathered around to watch some television. After that my dad hit the hay, my mom was piddling about and I wished them goodnight before retreating to my room.
Friday was spent sleeping. Yeah, I was really out of it for some reason. We went out to eat at a Mexican restaurant and at some point we were talking about iPods. After learning about them a bit, I commented I might consider investing in one after all.
Saturday was grocery day. I took a nap after that because I had not slept the night before. After I woke up my dad showed me his iPod and gave it to me. I spent some time questioning him if he was sure about this and eventually I accepted it. I spent time learning how to work it and would occasionally ask my dad questions to reestablish my discoveries. During the early afternoon I worked on sorting things on it.
Around three, my mom and I went to do some errands. We went to get things for Christmas. It took a pretty long time and we got back home around six. Now, since the last time I ate that day was sometime in the morning before the grocery shopping, I was getting pretty low on my blood sugar count. My parents then began the process of making me some homemade French fries. Yum. I asked for that to be my B-day present. When they were ready I dug into them like a fiend. My mom and I then settled in her room and watched television together. Around ten I returned to my room and worked on putting my stuff in order with the iTunes. Around one I hit the hay.
Most of Sunday was spent mainly asleep. I awoke a bit before eight in the morning, did some chores and after my parents left for church I ended up falling asleep again. I awoke once more around two, did some more chores, worked on the computer and got a headache. I rested some and then dinner came. My mom and I watched a Christmas show while eating. When we were done it was seven thirty. My parents went to bed around eight forty and I around two to three.
It is now Monday morning. I woke up about an hour ago and did chores. We need air filters, damn it.

Anyway, this Saturday is my brother’s birthday. My mom got him cologne while we were out and about during the weekend.
My eldest brother will be coming down on the twenty-third. That is his birthday gift.
Then of course will come Christmas, which will be odd this year since my mom and brother work both Christmas Eve and day. We’ll likely do gift exchanging sometime around the end of Christmas day between when my mom is back from work and when my brother goes in around nine or ten.
The next day E. bro’ goes back up to the North.
The twenty-eighth is my day to see Wynne.