Wee Sis

My wee sister has just discovered the joys of facebook.  Last week she couldn't even remember her email address and password! This week she not only remembers it but is now stalking me on facebook and nicking my friends!!!

Holly's new man had just asked to be my friend and the next thing I knew she had asked to be his friend too. That would freak anybody out let me tell you.  The poor boy must think the rellies from hell have hijacked his facebook page.  Holly was most bemused. Then it pops up that she has asked to be friends with some more of my pals, one she hasn't even met!  

Last week she only had 4 friends, this week she has over 76! which she boasted today that she really does know them all. Show off! Yeah apart from the one she nabbed from me!!!

When she popped in today to see if I needed an order from Avon, she told me that she has made contact with loads of people she knew at school.  I laughed and said "I hardly have anyone on my facebook page from school cos I didn't much like them then so unlikely to like them now!.  She thought this was hilarious as she knows everyone nearly in Elgin whereas I left Elgin pretty much from the age of 16 and didn't come back til I was 25 so hardly knew anyone any more.  Wee sis on the other hand has, apart from a couple of years, lived and worked here since we moved here at the age of 12.

I think she has discovered the joys of the internet as a way to pass the time after recovering from all her treatment for Breast Cancer.  She is still quite tired so sitting at a computer stalking chatting to me on facebook is obviously quite relaxing for her.  I couldn't stop laughing when she called me up a few days ago asking me how to copy and paste something from my page to hers.  I gave her instructions over the phone but she wasn't taking them in so I hijacked her page for 5 minutes and did it myself.  She was most impressed but really I should have taken the opportunity to write something rude funny on her page and blame it on her!

Damn I really should have eh? I could have told everyone she had just been for a no 2! Totally juvenile I know but very funny don't ya think? I feel like I have been transported back 30 years and the wee sis is being a right pest and enjoying every minute of it.  At that time she would have really bugged my happiness but now she is just highly entertaining as sisters often are. Luckily for me she is annoying our older sis too so she is spreading the "love!".


I likened her today to a facebook ninja, silent and sneaky and popping up where I least expect her!  We did have a good laugh about that and she even posted about it later.  Gonna have to watch what I say me thinks.
When we were kids, we didn't really get on but yet I was the one she told all her secrets and worries too. It could be that we were too close in age, there are just over 9 months between us (that is a whole other story!) and that she being the baby was spoilt rotten and she knew it. These days we get on great.

She used to wind us all up so much so that we wanted to smack her one but that wasn't allowed as she was a wee dainty thing.  I soon learned to take my chances though and when I did lose it, I would put my hand over her mouth so she couldn't yell, smack her one then run like hell with her yelling for our mum, ringing in my ears.

That didn't happen often but she was very stubborn and you couldn't make her do anything she didn't want to do.  As annoying as that could be, I soon learned that she was also so loyal that even under torture she would not give away a secret and would attack anyone who said a bad word against you. Her star sign is Taurus and I can usually spot them, in person, so quickly as they all have similar traits.  When Holly was born and I realised that she was under the Taurus star sign I was dreading that we would fight like cat and dog but apart from the first 5 years of her life, it has been relatively argument free, thankfully.

Wee Sis also loves it when her birthday comes on May 1st as for about 2 and a half months she is the same age as me.  When we were young it used to make me mad cos the only time anyone asked how old we both were was when we were actually the same age. Grrrrrrrrrrr! You'd have thought she would have got fed up of this game by now but at the ripe old age of 43, she is still at it and has started the countdown, somewhere on facebook but neither she nor I can find it!

Ha ha ha perhaps ninja Lynne got in there and wiped it???  We will never know :)

I'll never be a nurse!

Holly has a bit of a trapped nerve. It plays up once in a while and this week is no exception.

Thursday night, after coming home from her boyfriend's house, she did her usual, grabbed the TV remote and threw herself onto the sofa for a bit of chill time. Meanwhile I was busy setting up Jack's feed and getting his stuff ready for the next day so left her to it.

About 10.45 I shouted on her to put the TV off as it was time for bed. As I walked past the living room after locking the doors, switching off lights etc, she let out this almighty yelp and started hopping about the room like a demented frog!

Off course I am used to Holly's little dramas so by now I am half way up the stairs and I'm like WTF? "You were all right a minute ago! What's wrong with ya?" Meanwhile, Holly is doing some weird kinda dance, yelping and muttering how much it hurts. Eventually she says "you'll have to help me up the stairs, you'll have to let me lean on you".

So, like the dutiful parent that I am, I stomp back downstairs and hold out my arm for her to lean on. So she grabs my hand, leans on my arm and we do this sort of shimmy to the living room door by which point, I am now seriously in pain cos she is gripping my hand so blinkin' tight and leaning so hard on me that I have lost about a foot in height and if I hadn't leant against the wall when I did, she would have knocked me off my feet and fallen on top of me.

By this point, I am laughing hysterically cos there is no way that I am gonna get her upstairs like this. I am 5ft 3 for god's sake and she is about 5ft 9, we'll never get as far as the first step before she knocks me over!

Poor Holly is getting seriously pissed off at the fact that I am in hysterics so she gets down on all fours and attempts to crawl up the stairs with me following slowly behind. The going was slow and at times I thought she was gonna fall and we would both land in a heap at the bottom of the stairs!

She was wearing a skirt as she been to her boyfriend's house for dinner as it was his 16th Birthday. So half way up the stairs, I burst out laughing cos suddenly the skirt had ridden up and I was faced with her butt, which just so happened to be purple at the time cos she was wearing purple tights. She was most unimpressed by my humour once I explained what I was laughing at and muttered under her breath bout how unsympathetic I was then she let out a cry of "and I bet you put this on your blog!" which made us both laugh cos ya just know that is a foregone conclusion!

Finally we were at the top of the stairs and I had to help her to the toilet and we WONT go THERE, I owe her that much. I'm not that cruel......snigger snigger! Then I had to run around switching on her lights, taking orders from her and even had to go back down stairs to get her a drink! WTF? Milking it or what? I could hear her laughing as I was in the kitchen, she is not her mother's daughter for nothing.

The drink was dutifully brought up and then we were on the home straight. As I walked back into her bedroom she was lying on the bed fully clothed saying, "you'll have to help me take my clothes off!" The look on my face sent her into fits of giggles especially as she was lying on her back with her knees drawn up, just like a baby, all ready for me to start!

As I am hauling off her tights I am muttering that "Ok, one child with a disability is bad enough but two is seriously taking the piss and someone up there is having a laugh, and she'd better not be unable to walk tomorrow don't ya know!!!" This gave us both an attack of the giggles and we were lying on her bed laughing uncontrollably, tears running down our faces.

Eventually I got her bottom half changed and thank god she was able to do her top half herself! Then I massaged her hip and helped to get her further up the bed and tucked her all in.

I was still laughing as I fell into my own bed at the vision of her purple butt, it reminded me of a giant plum with legs!

I think it is fair to say, that I don't have what it takes to be a nurse, my lovely daughter can definitely vouch for that but I could be a doctor cos after all isn't laughter the best medicine?