![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Different brother same shit-headedness...
Nov. 28th, 2002 09:37 pmLemee start off by saying this. Wednsday night was the first Ringeisen family ANNUAL THANKSGIVING taco Pig out that I ACTUALLY had FUN at. Mostly I tutored my younger cousin Joshua in the ways of manga artists and otakus. I was muchly pleased by this, that and the fact that the food was non-greasy and my least favorite cousins were occupied by the electronic babysitter known as PLAYSTATION. My brothers decided to STAY the might at a RELATIVE'S house. On the way home when mom stopped at a grocery store I happened to see a strange item on the shelves. SHONEN JUMP Mangazine. Ofcourse i bought it (or rather mom paid for it and I paid ehr back), and it was GOOOOOOD!!! *happydance* And I got to sleep in this morning.
After the morning it the ball started to go downhill when my mom insisted I drive the way there. It's not that i don't like driving, quite the contrary I've come to enjoy a bit of it with the friends who are helping me learn to drive. It's driving with my mom riding shotgun, yapping in my ear, when after finally getting a good sleep, the rest of my body wants to crawl back into my bed that REALLY gets me ticked OFF.
The downhill roll stopped when we finally arrived at our destination and I got to teach my little cousin some more. The food we had was a gastronomic delight. Mashed yams, garlic treated deep-fried turkey with meat that just about fell off the bones, whipped potatoes, righ gravy, real butter, carrots, smoked venison sausage and lots of soda and milk to drink. I was in heaven, and unfortunately i overate. I sat on my butt, and watched Indiana Jones movies. I was a HAPPY FUZZY!
Cue going home, I'm driving again and this time my mom's space case tendency has me even MORE on edge. Not to mention the fact that we ended up having at least 2 battles, one about her tendency to be a pain int he ass about puns when I'm driving and tired, and sore from my least favorite cousin (he's in sixth grade can you believe it?) hitting me constantly in the side. Not a pleasant drive.
Got home, Iron giant and Dinotopia were on at the same time, not big sinc eI got to switch betweent he two. Then the boys came home. That's about when the ball reached critical velocity. in about 2 hours nerves were worn by a snotty little blond brother, and the taller black haired one managed to ruin the top door to a freezer thats large enough to house 2 sides of beef, and room to spare, so NOW we have to get a new freezer soon thanks to him ripping the cover into two pieces, the insulation falling out and the rest of the family spending the good part of an hour trying to jerry-rig it back together with DUCT TAPE.
After the morning it the ball started to go downhill when my mom insisted I drive the way there. It's not that i don't like driving, quite the contrary I've come to enjoy a bit of it with the friends who are helping me learn to drive. It's driving with my mom riding shotgun, yapping in my ear, when after finally getting a good sleep, the rest of my body wants to crawl back into my bed that REALLY gets me ticked OFF.
The downhill roll stopped when we finally arrived at our destination and I got to teach my little cousin some more. The food we had was a gastronomic delight. Mashed yams, garlic treated deep-fried turkey with meat that just about fell off the bones, whipped potatoes, righ gravy, real butter, carrots, smoked venison sausage and lots of soda and milk to drink. I was in heaven, and unfortunately i overate. I sat on my butt, and watched Indiana Jones movies. I was a HAPPY FUZZY!
Cue going home, I'm driving again and this time my mom's space case tendency has me even MORE on edge. Not to mention the fact that we ended up having at least 2 battles, one about her tendency to be a pain int he ass about puns when I'm driving and tired, and sore from my least favorite cousin (he's in sixth grade can you believe it?) hitting me constantly in the side. Not a pleasant drive.
Got home, Iron giant and Dinotopia were on at the same time, not big sinc eI got to switch betweent he two. Then the boys came home. That's about when the ball reached critical velocity. in about 2 hours nerves were worn by a snotty little blond brother, and the taller black haired one managed to ruin the top door to a freezer thats large enough to house 2 sides of beef, and room to spare, so NOW we have to get a new freezer soon thanks to him ripping the cover into two pieces, the insulation falling out and the rest of the family spending the good part of an hour trying to jerry-rig it back together with DUCT TAPE.
