And so it goes
It's 10:20 as I sit here and write this post. For the most part, I had some good times this weekend. That being said, however, my stress level has been bordering on dangerous all weekend. For anyone that knows me, I don't get stressed out very often.That's in part to my Texas Grandmother showing up. My sister left her apartment for three days to "camp"with her boyfriend and his friends so she wouldn't have to deal with the grandmother. It's horrible to say, but she's the most judgemental person I have ever known. In her mind, she has been the perfect Christian woman all of her life.
But, she sits in judgment of others, and she holds grudges. The most recent example is that she was rooting around through newspaper clippings my mom had from my late great aunt's house. In what was a fiendish burst of creativity, Mom gave her the clippings to keep her occupied. So she's diggind through these clippings and finds one about my late uncle being named a National Merit Scholarship Finalist or some shit like that.
Anyways, that prompted a rather long winded rant about the counselor at that high school. According to her, it was the counselor's fault that my other uncle, (my dad's middle brother) was not a Merit Scholar. I guess the story goes that my uncle had been scoring in the 99th percentile on all those retarded standardized tests when all of the sudden he scored in the 83rd. Well, granma just knew that wasn't right. Later, a newspaper article claimed that the test was scored wrong. But instead of rectifying the wrong, the counselor did nothing but "sit there and knit." Now, the kicker is that my uncle never cared if he was named a National Merit Scholar or not. In fact, I'm pretty sure that there aren't a lot of potential employers that base their decision to higher someone on if the hiree was a merit scholar or not. I guess when it's all said and done, it's all about the fact that she wants recognition. She wants her family to be recognized, but with that recognition, somewhere, she believes that she deserves some of the credit.
I hate to say it, but my sister was right in the respect that she actually brings out the worst in us because her "Never been wrong in her life" attitude wears on us, her "I'm the greatest Christian ever, Look at what I've done in church" views push us to the breaking limit and her obsession with exactly how wonderful her side of the family is just kills us.
Anyways, she's gone and I can relax without the aid of alcohol.
posted by Rusty @ 8:20 PM
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