I am tired of being the coordinator for my immediate family...it seems like any time we have to plan something, I take the reigns, and I don't want to do it anymore......my sister's both have families, and it takes much more to plan around their schedules...me I am single, and while I may not love every minute of it......I am only one person, and I don't have that much stuff going on they have to plan around...

They act like it is this huge issue any time I ask anything...when we have al been in the same family for years, and WE KNOW HOW OUR MOTHER GETS when things are not planned.

Anyhoosier..I just needed to vent a minute....

YAY for Friday!

SO my sister had a baby in January and she is going through some postpartum depression....and while I am and have been understanding about the whole thing,  I am sooooooo over it.  That is probably one of the most selfish things I have ever said, but I can't stop myself from saying it today.  We all knew that this situation was coming, even before the baby....I told her she wasn't allowed to get as bad as she did the last time (two years ago) and now she is worse.  I have been the good sister up til this point checking on her and trying to spend time with her, but I can't do it anymore. Actually everyone has been bending over backwards for her in her delicate state of mind...we have been told over and over again she is doing her "best" to get back to where she was before this beautiful baby entered her life, and patience is all we need to have. But I have problems of my own, and my patience is worn out. She asked me for something about two weeks ago, and since then my patience has worn out.  I did something for her that I wouldn't normally, but she is my sister and I love her. At the time I barely got a thank you, and since then she has not returned one of my phone calls....the only time I have talked to her is if she has called the house, and I have answered the phone, or when she has come over to visit my parents....I can't punish those kids for things she has done to me, so I will continue to be a good aunt no matter what....but I can't continue to be the enabling sister.  I have to say when. 

I don't want to feel this way, and I am trying to get over it and focus on something positive and not on her and the negative way I am feeling, but it is hard....and today I am working one thought at a time....so here it goes  something positive.

I have two wonderful parents who have been married for more than thirty five years.

I am going to spend the rest of the day building on that.

I haven't posted here in awhile...not sure why...guess I am just a slacker....

One of my other xanga-nites posted this and I thought I would follow suit

Six Weird Things

The Fun Game of Six Weird Things - post your own if you find it entertaining!

Here's 6 weird things about me:

1.  I have crooked pinkies.  It is a hereditary thing in my family. When I put my pinkies next to each other they form a V.  It is actually something I hope one day to pass on to my children  :o)

2.  I have webbed toes.  The second and third toes on both of my feet did not fully separate when I was growing in my mother's tummy, and thus they look "webbed" and I can only move them as if they are one big toe.  They are  not hideous to look at or anything, but I am a bit self-concious about them when I wear sandals.

3. I hate the sound that cotton makes.  I am sure that you are thinking to yourself....cotton makes a sound??  But yes it does, when rubbed correctly it makes a sound that to me is like someone scratching their nails down a blackboard.  It gives me goosebumps and the shivers, and anytime I have to touch cotton I cringe.

4.  I am a CD-aholic.  I have an enormous CD collection, and even though I have an IPOD I carry about sixty with me at all times in the car.  I just love my CD's.

5.  I love turtles, I have turtle blankets, and figurines, and stuffed animals, and lights, and even a turtle tattoo, but I will probably never own a real live turtle.  I am afraid that I would kill it, and that would make me sad.

6.  I would relive high school if I could, there are so many people who say it was the worst years of their lives, but despite the fact that I wasn't the prettiest or most popular girl, I really enjoyed it.