Okay… This weekend I have been out of it… as in unconscious for the most part. I more or less missed my brother’s birthday. Instead of the perfume, he was expecting his house shoes, so my mom grabbed that out from under the tree and he got his shoes. I managed to go to the grocery store, got my things and then waited a long time on my father to get his. I was feeling really under the weather, so once everything was put up, I crashed.
Sunday was spent out of it for the most part as well. Sometime during my sleeping hours my sister arrived. Late afternoon or perhaps near evening my parents returned from picking up my E. brother from the airport. Pizza was ordered for dinner and everyone has been doing their own thing.
Somewhere in between or perhaps even all week, my hand has been dwindling on me. First it was simple cramping, then pain and exhaustion, then shaking, then slight impairing on using eating utensils and eventual pain when not even using my hand. This is mainly due to coloring old drawings of mine and of course drawing here and there. I have a picture in the works that is very detailed so far… I won’t be able to finish it before 2008 though. My hand is far too injured now. The funny/annoying thing is, I took breaks and rested it often. Sometimes I’d do as little as possible with it so I would be able to draw just a bit the next day. It just hurts. Oi.
Um… Monday would probably be dubbed movie day as far as I a concerned. I watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory around mid-day mainly because I could not focus my mind on reading or anything else. Later on, after my sister and father come back from getting some things from the grocery store, my sister finds I have not watched The Da Vinci Code. She thinks it is the time, so we sit own to watch. She fell asleep sometime through it. My dad watched with us only for some of the beginning. I cannot say it is something I’d buy, but it was a good watch. Heh.. I even guessed the thing to the scroll combination before “Robert” did. Ha, ha… Still, all that other stuff, I never would have figured out… so… yeah.
Later on dinner was cooked – pasta – and my brothers, sister and I watched a movie called Superbad. I was game and my E. brother, like me, had not seen it and wanted to. It was okay. We were all entertained, so that is a goody. As for the rest of the night… that is just a blur. I think I slept all night, I think I might have woken up, I think I just don’t know diddly.
In anycase, I got up around ten, I believe, this Christmas morning. I did chores, found my dad piddling around the house and that all my siblings were asleep. My mom was at work. After eating breakfast and having nothing to really do once I got what chores I could get done without waking my siblings, I just lay down and spend quality time petting my cat.
Come one thirty or so my siblings are up, my sister is the last. My mom soon arrives home and I’m still petting my cat. I eventually get up, my dad takes pictures of the family for a couple of minutes and my brother keeps looking at the presents impatiently.
Soon enough, we begin the unwrapping. My siblings went through their stockings. I warned my brother, who was taking them off the mantle for us that mine would have nothing since I helped fill all of theirs. He checked anyway. Silly human. My mom did get a stocking stuffer for me… Only, it did not fit in the stocking, so she stuffed it in a bag. Kitty house slippers to replace my flat, matted ones. Yay. My sister got a similar pair later on, but of monkeys. My mom even got herself a pair that were of dogs.
Anyway, Mom liked the gift I got her. She loved the necklace Dad spent on her and was thrilled when she received from my brother the yogurt maker she thought everyone forgot about.
E. Brother remembered my gift… I’m not sure what he truly remembers, but he and I talked about it before. In any case, he liked it. He got a gift card from our brother and I think it was a new phone or such from my dad, mom… both? He either lost his or just could not pay his bills on it… so… this was a sign of, “Call us, damn it! Also, receive our calls, double damn it!”
My sister was content with my gift, which were three packs of all the sour flavored jelly beans by Jelly Belly. I was right in my choice. The sours were her favorite. Yeay. My mom got her a gift set of gloves, a scarf and a hat. My brother got her a gift card. She had a Visible Changes gift card in her stocking and some other gift card I had never gotten a look at.
For a stocking stuffer my bro’ had received… I think a card to get gas for his car. He got his perfume and of course sprayed it on the moment he opened it. He got the fog lights I helped Dad get for him. When “allowed” he quickly got to work on his car.
Now, my dad was the best part. Well, my brother got him two CDs he wanted, of course, but what got him was the gift my brother, Mom and I pitched in together to get. He was in tears over it. Freaking humble guy, he is. He was going on about he did not deserve it. Ha. Right. He does not understand himself enough. Heh.
Me? As said, house shoes for a stocking stuffer. My gift card was to Amazon, which I had stumbled upon when checking my email earlier when I had woken up. My brother got me two things. A “fake” book – I do not quite know what I shall do with it, but it is very nice anyway – and a safe. Yes. I knew it was a safe as well. Heh. He apparently did not remember saying it to me, but that was how he got the idea for getting it for me to begin with. It of course received a knowing smirk. So… while he spent time on his car, I spent time on my safe. Heh. It is not like it will hold anything of importance to a robber, of course. Like I’d have something like that… No, I’m sticking in a journal my mom gave me, a book Shred gave me, some old writings by my E. brother, an old view master with reels my mom played with as a kid, an old deck of cards from, I believe, her college days and old trinkets of my grandmother’s.
Well, the rest of the day sort of piddled on, as usual. my dad worked on fixing supper. I watched television with my sister. My brothers were doing their own thing. My mom… I’m not quite sure. Dinner came soon enough at five. Everyone congregated and waited on my brother to take a break on his car. We finally all arrived, said grace and ate. Mid meal my sister spoke of being tired and soon fell asleep in the living room after leaving the table. My brother finished and went back to work on his car. I started cleaning up as did my dad while my mom and E. brother talked in the dining room still.
We soon went back to piddling. E. Brother started making homemade cookies. While the cookie dough batter was chilling, my brothers decided to go around the town and try out my dad’s Christmas present out. Heh. My dad… I’m not too certain. I had left him a bit after the cleaning. Mom and I gave my cat his medicine. My mom then decided to iron and then read her “Bones” book. My sister was either still asleep or watching TV. I snuggled under my mom’s blankets and into her bed for warmth. By eight or so, my mom wakes me up and I piddle off to my room to finish sleeping.
I woke up maybe an hour or so ago. I cleaned up the kitchen that was suddenly a mess again. The sink was full of my E. brother’s aftermath. Once everything was rinsed and the dishwasher was a full as it could get, I went off to started a load of laundry. Once all was set in motion, I ate a small bowl of leftovers and am now here. Yeah.

Well, My E. brother should be heading back for Chicago tomorrow. I do not know about my sister, but she will likely be going back to her apartment tomorrow as well. Friday I see Wynne. Sunday the family will be going to see Aunt Lillian. Nothing else comes to mind for the rest of this month.