Monday, June 13, 2011

Hide and Seek

While I was visiting my sister in N.Y. last week I had a few incidences with her so called daughter that I wasn't thrilled about. She would take liberties with my stuff that I would never allow in my house. I would find things missing from my suitcase and couldn't figure out where they had disappeared. A couple of shirts and other items were nowhere to be found. I thought how could she just take them without asking? Pretty rude if you ask me. Even my socks were missing and I was thinking...ew...why would she want my socks...especially after I wore them. I found some of my things after a day or two stuffed behind the couch cushions, under the couch, and hidden in the closets. Did she think I wouldn't find them there? I was starting to get really angry. I asked my sister to please talk to her, but it didn't seem to help at all.

One night she snuck into my bed and snuggled up to me. I couldn't fall back asleep and kept pushing her over but she would continue to move closer to me again. It was becoming really annoying. Maybe that was her way of asking for my forgiveness, but it wasn't really working for me.

When I went to brush my teeth the next morning, I found my toothbrush on the floor. Seriously? What could she have possibly been thinking to take my toothbrush and then leave it on the bathroom floor? She had absolutely no respect for my belongings. I checked my toiletry bag to see if she had taken anything from that, especially my medications, and luckily she hadn't gotten to those, but she did manage to take my hair brush and some of my make-up brushes.

One afternoon a friend of hers had come over, and it seemed like more of my things had disappeared into the black hole. It was like a conspiracy between the two of them.

Finally I had had enough. I decided I needed to have a sit down and tell her exactly how I felt. When I could finally get her to stay and listen, she looked up at me with those big brown eyes…

                              And that was the end of that.




  1. I didn't know who it was at first but then I realized your sisters' only "daughter" is Truffle, that devil. A great blog. You are so talented. You should write one every day in between all your chores. Waiting for the next one. Keep 'em coming.

  2. OMG Jaime....this is hysterical! I had to read it twice.
    The Conspirator's Mother

  3. Even when the expected happens you still put the blog together in a very funny way. You may have some talent!!!!

  4. @RT...there's no way you could have known the outcome!! :) welllll...maybe the culprit...but not dog herself! how cute is she??