Today I was going to celebrate the birthday of my youngest nephew Simon at my sisters. I was torn when it came to that event. Of course I agreed to go. Of course I looked forward to spending time with my Sis, since I haven't seen her since January. Of course I was looking forward to seeming my Mom and getting a chance to catching up with her. The chance of seeing my allegedly biological sperm donor was not exactly something I really cared about. And then there of course was Gina. This will be the second time Gina is at my sisters and the first time went fairly well. Gina is still very young and has way too much energy. She is still quite a little undisciplined and acts in some situations just like a puppy does. And big crowds were the big question mark. I just wasn't sure how she would be doing with that.
We got there just in time before the entire thing was going to take off. And of course Gina was way too overexcited. New surroundings, smell of food everywhere and way more people than she is used to. And she just wants to say hello to everyone. And I didn't let her do that, since saying hello to someone in Gina's mind means jumping up on everyone and inviting everyone to play. Gina still plays like a puppy. She is still quite mouthy and sometimes she doesn't know her own strength. When she plays with me, that is no problem since I know how to handle her. But with all the kids around she had to stay on the leash an next to me. And that was a little overwhelming for poor Gina. She was panting way more than she usually does and she just didn't understand why she couldn't play with all the kids running around. But slowly she got the point and stayed next to me.
I did get the chance to talk to my Mom and catch up on things. And of course I was telling her how I was doing and what's going on in my life. How Gina is progressing and that at this point taking 2 classes at the same time is a little crazy. But that's life.
While at Simon's event it occurred to me that apparently my brother did receive yet another "help" financially. Not that I really care. This guy just takes the cake. He's 48 now and still can't take responsibility for himself. I just thought, when is he finally going to start to grow up and take responsibility, instead of running back to daddy to have his own problems fixed. On the other hand since he's already 48 chances are that's never ever going to happen. Regardless if we're related but this guy is just a looser in may book.
I'm an accountant and I was watching this event unfold with a certain distance. I just found that this was a ver peculiar group of people. Odd, warped even bizarre you might say. I was almost like watching an odd religious cult. Interesting to a certain degree. But definitely not my group of people. And that has nothing to do with all the kids. When I was listening to my sister I just couldn't help but thinking WTF are talking about. Who are you? And what the heck happened to my sister? I stand with both feet on the ground and look at life and possible choices in life very dispassionate and with the professional distance of an accountant. I just can't deal with people building imaginary castles in the sky. I don't have any use for that. As far as I'm concerned someone who feels the need to do that should get off his ass and get a life. This event has definitely been one of the strangest experiences in quite some time.
By about 7 pm I decided to head back home. On the one hand it was getting chilly and on the other hand we still had about 1 hour before we would be getting back home. Once back home Gina found herself her usual spot to chill and was once again completely relaxed.
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