In Denial

Well, our primaries are over here. Who won? I have no clue. I stopped caring a long time ago. However, depending if you were watching Fox or NBC last night, the results were completely different. It was cracking me up. I thought about live blogging, then I got over it.

Other Sis was over the other night. She just wanted to hang. So we sat at the kitchen table and twiddled our thumbs for a while. There’s a reason for that, but… At any rate, someone finally said “Remember when..?” and that’s when it started. We started recalling stories from our teen years. To say we were a little wild would be to not say the whole truth. We weren’t hard core criminals, but we had a lot of fun walking that fine line.

We did a lot of partying back then. We drank when we weren’t supposed to and smoked some weed. We stayed out all night walking around town. I got into a few fights, blah blah blah. Anyway, Other Sis says:

I only smoked pot twice and I never really got high.

Mwahahaha! I started snorting trying to suppress my laughter. “I smoked but I didn’t inhale!” Sure. Well, I don’t know for sure what Bill did, but I was there for my sister’s antics.

Me: Bullshit.
Her: I never got high.
Me: Bullshit, Other Sis. I was there, remember? We shared the same pipe on more than one occasion. We partied together.
Her: Nope. It didn’t work for me and I couldn’t see what was so special so I didn’t do it anymore.
Me: Oh, for fuck’s sake, woman, there’s no one here you have to impress. I know. Remember? Maybe toward the end of high school you calmed down, but before that you were a weed-smokin’, cooler-swillin’¹ hooch. You’re not foolin’ me.

*Insert much laughter and smacking of the table top here. I was rolling. It’s one thing to try to keep your past hidden from potential…whatevers, but I was in on her antics back in the day. I was almost pissing my pants listening to her silly denials. She was not amused.

I’m not trying to go back to relive “the good ol’ days” here. I was just asking for a little honesty. There was a lot of fucked up shit that happened when we were younger and those parts I can leave out. But her denials just confused me. And really, really annoyed me.

It was like my old best friend who told her daughters that she had never dated outside of her race and that Black guys were all criminals. Well, I didn’t know this until her daughter said something to me about it. I was so pissed I told her daughter the truth- that her mother dated more than one Black guy and that she was considering marrying one. I even had pictures to prove it. Do I have to tell you how that ended?²

I can understand that my sister didn’t want to air her laundry in public. But we were reminiscing together with only TheMan there to hear us. We were only drinking coffee and smoking nothing. We weren’t discussing this stuff in front of a studio audience. WTF?

I thought about it for a while and came up with a reason for her blatant denial. She has actually spent quite a lot of years maintaining the image of the good sister/daughter. She was, to some, better than DB and I. Always so helpful and decent and blah, blah, blah. That’s a fine image for her to have, except that I know better. I have always known better. But if she admits to me that she was as much of a heathen as I, then her little bubble would pop- even though no one else would know about it. As long as she didn’t admit to smoking pot and partying hard, then it didn’t happen with her and those memories were false (or maybe she got rid of them?). I guess I could have been more sensitive about it.

Yeah, right! No flippin’ way is she going to get away with denying that shit. Mwahahaha!! Sensitive my ass. I won’t tell her kids tales of our wild youth, but I can laugh at her knowingly whenever we’re around other folks. *snort*

By the way, TheMan already knew about our antics. I said nothing that shocked him. Though Other Sis tried to shock him a couple of time. It didn’t work. My husband knew I was a wild child before he married me. Shoot, that’s probably why he married me.

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