In the category of “Play stupid games, win stupid prizes…”
Y’all already know my brother is persona non grata in the entire family. Nobody speaks to him, nobody will let him into their house at all. We haven’t for a long time. He lost his first six-figure job thanks to porn on the job. He lost the second one for something similar. He lost another high-paying job for stealing people’s lunches, and so on.
A real paragon of morality.
My sister called me a few minutes ago to let me know that he outdid himself tonight, and it caught up with him in a big way.
He decided to drive to another town to meet a girl for sex.
An underage girl. (My brother is in his 60s, only slightly younger than I am.)
It turned out to be his lucky night, because his “date” was a police sting operation. So my darling brother is cooling his heels behind bars until further notice. For the record, the last I heard anything from him (on FB, before I blocked him), he was thanking God for providing another decent paying job and an apartment, which was after he failed to whine, wheedle, or break his way into any of our houses. It was probably 7-8 years ago.
Given his job and living situations seemed to be revolving doors, I have no idea how many jobs and apartments back that was. I also don’t care. G and I washed our hands of him eons ago.
I didn’t know he was into kids, but nothing about him surprises me any more.
I’m still dealing with the creeping crud that followed me home from vacation. (Actually had it the last two days of the drive home, so more than two weeks now.) G has it too. Fun times.
Thank heaven I don’t work on the phones any more. If I had to talk all day with this stuff I’d be out of work, because I simply couldn’t do it. Since I don’t have to talk to anyone, though, I can cough up a lung and keep working.
My youngest daughter and grandson are both in the Midwest, finally. They found a cute little rental house and are moving in this weekend. (They had moved to an apartment originally, but it was unlivable. There was a plumbing issue and there were several other safety issues. Thankfully they were able to transfer their housing credits, all things considered.)
My sister starts chemo Wednesday. The doctor seems to think her prognosrs is good, so we’re going with that.
I’ll leave you with a couple of photos, but otherwise calling it a night. I gotta go back to work tomorrow.
The picture at the top of the post is from Pella a couple of weeks ago. The milkweed cluster pictured below was from Red Haw Lake, also in Iowa.
The photo below was taken in Anamosa, Colorado. The entire house and (Shed? Treehouse?) are clad in scrap metal. Mainly hubcaps, from what we could tell.
Only in America.
Glad to hear your daughter and grandson have found a place to live. Good luck to your sister with the chemo. Loved the photos. Interesting metal clad home. Sure hope you are getting over the crud by now. and nothing to say about the sinning sibling..
There really isn’t anything to say about my brother. He was never my favorite person, and I cut him out of my life a long time ago.
I’m glad the kids are doing better, though. Still dealing with issues, but better.
I’m happy for Daughter and Grandson! Hope the creeping crud creeps its way out of your home!!!
Me too on the creeping crud. I’m sick and tired of it. My own fault for not getting the flu shot earlier in the year.