Sisters
This last weekend my cousin got married. Since the event was closer to my mothers condo, I spent the weekend on her couch. Side note, my younger sister lives with my mom. Saturday was the big wedding day, church in the morning, and a loud party at night. Open bar and a bunch of polish folks, watch out. The whole thing finished up about midnight. Mom was exhausted and went to bed immediately when she got home. I was still awake and so was my sister, so we both stayed up for a bit. Then something strange happened, I had a conversation with my sister about comic books and comic book movies.
Why is this weird? Well....we'll just be nice and say that the relationship between my sister and I has been strained, pretty much since the moment she could talk. We don't usually speak, let alone have just random bullshit sessions. Sadly, I can look back and see where some of this relationship went wrong. My father and his side of the family, played favorites....obviously. Let me tell you, growing up as the less desirable child in that sort of a household, it kind of messes with you. I was expected to be the mature older sister, she was allwed to be the carefree baby, which is normal in most parenting situations. Things kind of veered away when they took it a step further. I've been blamed for my sisters mistakes and shortcomings before. I can remember being spanked for allowing my four year old sister to swear (might I point out I was six at the time?). She and a friend were playing in the front yard, with a baseball bat and somehow the friend hit her in the face with it. It was my fault, I wasn't paying attention, stupid me was in the backyard and I forgot my x-ray glasses in the house. There are lots of things that we both excell at, that we both enjoy doing, but she is the only one that gets the praise (even now). I can cook circles around that girl, but she's always the one that gets asked to cook family get together meals, I get asked to bring the soda. When I stated that I wanted to go to college to get a degree in theatre performance my father actually told me to my face, "That's stupid, you need to get a real job, because you'll fail at that." Should I mention that little sister is currently getting bit parts in crappy commercials and student project films, and working as a car show model, and Dad can't stop telling everyone how talented she is. There are tons of small things that slowly over the years built up this resentment and quiet anger between us. Oddly enough, I was always willing to forget it and just be civil and act like siblings. Sadly, that's just not the way she rolls. So, on top of the parenting nightmare, we have my sisters social disorder, she is a bitch. I hate using that word, but there is no other explaination. Trust me, spend a few minutes with her and you'll usually start wanting to poke her in the eyeball with a sharp stick. The general consensus outside of my family is that perhaps we aren't really sisters, one of us go switched at birth. Not true, look at photos you can definately see...we are genetically similar.
So, that all being said, I think I know what happened Saturday night. She was drunk....not a little tipsy, but off her ass drunk. It seems that booze makes the bitch disappear. While I'm not a large fan of drinking, this could have potential. I wonder if there is any way for me to get her into the drunken state without getting her drunk. I like my drunk sister. She's funny, free, easy, happy, and friendly. Sober sister is just mean, nasty, angry, standoffish, and a whole bunch of other things. If anyone has any suggestions, I'm open to them. If those suggestions are "just be nice and she'll come around", trust me, I've been nice....I've been freakin' Mother Theresa over here. What I need are boozing suggestions that won't slowly kill her.....