I got some company coming to visit me next month! Bio sis is making her way up to the states to stay with us for a week and a half! I am a lil nervous because I feel a lot of pressure to make sure she has a good time. I don’t want her to come out here and end up babysitting Cason the entire time, which may happen. This is something that I think she wanted to do because we did miss out on about 16 years of getting to know each other. She is a 17-year-old girl, so I am walking that fine line. I can’t take her out to do lil kid stuff, because that is not the business. I also can’t take her out to do grown up stuff because she is not 18 yet. So what the heck can we do besides go shopping? Am I supposed to do the big brother thing and corrupt her a bit? She is a very calm person. So maybe I have to find a way for her to get nutty. Nothing crazy, just some minor laws being broken, that’s all. Plus, if we get arrested, she will go back to Mexico and wont have to deal with anything.
Speaking of getting arrested… guess that was asked a few questions by a neighborhood watch person yesterday? THIS GUY! I was walking Cason, wearing my weight vest, which does look like a bulletproof vest, and this car pulls up next to me. It’s an older gentleman who is “patrolling the neighborhood”. He just simply asked me if I lived in the neighborhood. I was a bit taken back and wanted to give him a sarcastic answer like: “no, I just like getting in my car with a 45 lbs vest, and get my kid in his car seat, fold the stroller, and drive 35 miles to go for a walk.” I refrained form doing so. I just simply said, “yes.” Did I have an annoyed tone? Probably. He said, “just making sure, you kind of look like one of those people who keeps knocking on my door and annoying my wife.” I decided to crack a joke and said, “that must be one really good looking guy then.” The man said, “no… no he is not.” As he finished his sentence he drove off. Did that old man just burn me? Yup! Right in front of my kid. I didn’t even get a chance to give him a jab right back. What would I have said? Well, I would have hit him with a “oh yeah?!?! Well you aren’t good looking either!” Boom! Take that, sir! I hope you read this. Is it bad that I kind of want to find out where that old man lives so that I can knock on his door to see if he remembers me? Maybe I can just ding dong ditch.