No, I’m not talking about the blacklist, but I am on it. Just sayin’. Nope, I don’t read the blog that started that whole kerfuffle. But I do appreciate the opportunity to use the word ‘kerfuffle’ (even if my brain does insist there should be a fluff as opposed to a fuff in the middle there, fluffy critters being so prone to disorder and all). For the record, I blog out of the over flow of my head and because I suffer from a not insignificant case of over share. Yep, I make a little bit of money and occasionally get a product to review (One coming soon that will have a prize for one of my readers! It’s nifty and orange. Check back later for details.), but really the blog is here just to vent the pressure.
I’m talking about a completely different bit of drama that I very nearly stirred up but thought better of. My Grandmother-in-law is my friend on Facebook, after all.
I was going to tweet (which updates my Facebook status) “So I’m filling out divorce papers”
Yes, I am making the assumption that would generate something of a response from my beloved readers.
The back story is that my man-child brother has requested my assistance to fill out his divorce papers. His estranged was supposed to have already taken care of it, but then again, she also wasn’t supposed to stab the lady that was putting her up either. So, there’s that. And since I am a benevolent (and ornery) little sister that loves her big brother in spite of himself, I agreed to help.
So, I’m not divorcing my wonderful husband*, I’m divorcing my brother.
It was really funny talking about it in the car, but I don’t think Grandma would’ve appreciated the humor. And I shouldn’t manipulate the rest of you that way either. But I have a twisted enough sense of humor that I still had to share the story. Yep, that would be the over share.
*Who just so happens to have a birthday tomorrow (August 23rd). Don’t tell him I told you. It’d be really cool if you’d give him a holster order for his birthday.