Saturday morning.
Wake up to three new zits.
Open the new box of “Fruit Loops ” bought by the parent unit at the Dominion grocery store the night before.
Peruse the most important piece of literature ever published the TV Guide.
Call my best friend Wendy, to see what our Saturday schedule looks like.
Call my best friend Wendy, to see what our Saturday schedule looks like.
Will go to “Towers” fragrance counter and smell and spray ourselves with Coty’s “Eau de Love” eau de cologne.
The saleslady will give us a dirty look once again, we will tell her that we almost have enough babysitting money to actually purchase it one day. She will stare at us in disbelief.
Back to babysitting, Wendy will be taking care of the Burton children this evening.
We recently have discovered Mr. Burton’s “porn” collection. We are obsessesd with Mr. Burton’s “porn”collection.
My mother puts the kabosh on our travels to Towers.
I will have to babysit my baby brother this afternoon while she runs some errands.
This makes me so mad that I almost want to take a razor and…….
Shave the hair off my knuckles. Yes I will get revenge by shaving my gorilla knuckles. Dear God, I ask how can one thirteen year old girl have so much hair in so many embarassing places.
I phone Wendy for the tenth time in three hours and inform her of our impending babysitting plans.
She hopes my baby brother will entertain her at dinner by lathering his hair with mashed potatoes, we both wonder why my brother’s head is so big.
She hopes my baby brother will entertain her at dinner by lathering his hair with mashed potatoes, we both wonder why my brother’s head is so big.
As my mother leaves, she says the same thing she has said to me ever since my baby brother was born,”take care of your little brother, he is your responsibility.”
She does not realize the number (that’s shrink talk) she is doing on my head with this responsibility thing.
Friday November 9th, 2012
My baby brother will be forty nine years old in ten days.
Earlier, this week he was sentenced to weekend jail.
Just three sleeps, his lawyer said.
I phoned Wendy at work for the third time yesterday.We have to drive my brother to Etobicoke on Friday night I tell her.” Sort of puts the kabosh on our weekend,” she replies.
I watch my brother walk into the Intermittent Centre. When the judge handed down his verdict he lauded my brother for pleading guilty and not wasting the court’s valuable time. He told the courtroon that no jury would have convicted him.
My brother has taken full responsibility for his actions
I open up a new box of Maple and Brown Sugar Instant Oatmeal.
It’s raining this morning, I’ll call Wendy and see if she wants to do the Value Village thing today.
While her phone is ringing, I hear my mother’s voice.
“Take care of your little brother, he is your responsibility.”
I hope I have lived up to that responsibility for you, Mama.
I hope, I have.
Dedicated to the Memory of Rose Armstrong
1934-1991.
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