So this weekend was far more emotional than expected, making the past 72 hours very taxing. Let’s just say that when a friend of your ex asks you to help him move and go to his birthday dinner, you should expect that your ex will show up with their bitchy family members and barely legal boyfriend.

Anyway…

I’ve talked on the blog before about my older brother Smokedawg, and how after all these years, there’s really not much I have to say or want to say to him. I think the last time I mentioned him on this blog was back in 2006. There’s not much to report. He’s still in jail with no sort of release date because he keeps violating probation by breaking the law. The latest crime was stealing copper pipes from newly constructed homes to sell through recycling.

However, as an unfortunate side effect of all this family tree exploration, members from BOTH sides of my family have been tag-teaming me trying to form some kind of Celie/Nettie reunion between me and my older brother.

In order for that to happen though, he’d have to be more like a doting sibling and less like…well…Mister.
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One unintended and annoying side effect of my whole family tree research is that now people I haven’t spoken to in over ten years (or in some cases, ever), are now coming out of the woodwork and trying to create an instant family connection.

I guess rifling through all those branches meant a few nuts would fall out.
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