ok im going to get the subject of my parents out of the way in the few first blogs, so then its done and out on the table.
ok, were to start with their "lacking" parts...
ok my parents are good parents as ive said. but there are somethings that they should think about.
growing up, i was 1 of 2 middle children. and this sucked beyond the telling of it, my younger brother and i never got anything extra. my mom would always come home from the store with gifts of plenty for wendy and rusty. and we would just sit there with a blacnk stare on our faces, and my mom would explain that she only got it "because she saw it and just knew it was wendy, or rusty". i knew it was bullshit. i was young and naive but not stupid, unless i just spelt naive wrong haha. they always got to do more, they always were babied, etc. i wondered after a while after little clues started popping up if this was because they were the first children or if this was because of another reason. after peicing many peices together and with the help of my dear aunt tammys loose mouth, i learned that my brother and sister werent actually my blood brother and sister. my mom had a ex husband who had wendy and rusty with my mom, then they ended really badly, i wonder if there was abuse involved. my mom ran away and left the kids with my aunt, then she married my dad, and he adopted my bro and sis from this guy called "red". -for his red hair im guessing.
so now i figure this is why they were always treated as the favorites. even now they are, all my mom talks about is my older brother and his many marine accomplishments. she even has the nerve to always slip up and call us "rusty"... repeatedly, over and over. hes all she thinks and talks about. i tell her i need new jeans because mine have wholes and you can see flesh and she says we dont have money. haha yeah, but she manages to find 200 or 300 dollars magically in the couch every week when she sends him his care packages oh and cant forget about his many plane tickets. hmm coincidence? is this why we dont have enough money to get a candy bar or pare of pants every oncein a while. nope. even after he came back from iraq we "didnt have enough money" to get that 65 cent chocolaty goodness from 7-11. yet she manages to find enough money misteriously every week for cigarettes, and my dads whine and beer. hmm.
we used to never get clothes, we still dont, we only get clothes once a year and better hope to god we dont gain weight. we get them around christmas. so we have to spend up all our wishes on our wish list on things that we should be getting as essentials: hair cuts, clothes, shoes, stuff like that. though i must admit they do go all out for christmas, but with not spending money on us besides food all year, youd think they would have money saved up.
id have to go to school and play off the hole in my jeans as "the way i wanted them". haha riiiggghht.
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Updated: May 16, 2005 6:22 PM EDT
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