Sister in the Cosmos

The smartest person I know is my sister- hands down. She can learn things without even being shown, makes As in her sleep, and can solve analytical problems in half the time a normal person would take to think it through.

With that said, she would not remember her childhood unless I was around. I don't know if it was that awful or what the deal is...cause she has blocked us out. It's like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind- Brandt Version. I always have to entice her into a memory.
Me-"Hey Mollie...you remember that time when Papa decided he didn't want to clean the leaves off of the roof and he put us on there when mom was at work and convinced us it was a game?"

Mollie- Completely Blank Stare

Me- "Come on.. you remember when mom pulled up and the look on her face when she realized how close her girls were to instant death because of her lazy husband?"

Mollie- wrinkles her nose trying to remember

Me- " Ok I was about 10- you were 8, and it was at the Hartwell house"

Mollie- " Ummm I remember something like that"

Me-" We just got home from school. There was a creek behind our house and an old swingset"

Mollie- "Oh Yeah. Mom sure was pissed at Papa wasn't she?"

Every Single Memory happens like this. It is rare my sister remembers something that I did not.

Like Today:
She was talking about this cat blocking her driveway because it caught it's prey with it's paws through the fence. The cat was in a lose-lose situation.

Me-" Hey do you remember the cat that attacked you when you saved the Chipmunk from it."

Mollie- "Yeah Buttons."

Me-" Wait you remember that stupid cat's name, but you don't remember half of our childhood"

Mollie- starts laughing because she does not have an argument

Me-" I would say it's trauma, but you don't remember anything. Like when mom went through depression, would get in the car, and yell that she was leaving all of us."

Mollie- "Mom did that?"

Me- " Are you serious? You were like 10"

Mollie- "Are you sure?"

Me- "Hey Mom (she was walking in the room) Do you remember when you used to tell us you were leaving us, and get in the car and drive for a few hours?"

Mom- very nonchalant- "Yeah"

Mollie- "Did she just say yeah- just like that"

Me- "Yep"

Mom- realizing she should defend herself- "Well no one would leave me alone"

Me-" So threatening to leave your husband and children and driving in a car for a few hours solved that?"

Mom-" Well it worked."

Me-"Obviously, if your younger daughter completely blocked out the memory"

Mollie-"Hey.... in her defense children do drive you insane"

Mom-" Hey it only happened 3 or 4 times"

Me-"ok...."

Mollie-who obviously still doesn't remember- "Hey let me tell you what Audrey did"

Audrey is my 4 year old niece who is going to be a beauty in the family, but is the weirdest kids...hands down. She looks like my mom spit her out, and has Mollie and I's combined bad traits.

Mollie-" So I put her in time out and she gets mad at me. She tells me she wants Mom Mom (my mother). She tells me she is going to Mom Mom's house (constant threat by the way) and she wants Mom Mom, Pop Pop (my Dad), Memiss (me), Meena (my dog), Bella(my dog), and Giant Girl Dog. Giant Girl Dog is Angel the Cocker Spaniel mix that I adopted from Animal Control a few months ago.The dog is little and sweet so Giant Girl Dog is a hilarious name.

Mollie lost it at this point and started laughing. Audrey summons up all 4 years and declares "Why are you laughing... this is serious!"

Mollie told me- she can't even remember that dog's name, but she wants her more than her own mother.

Well, if the Apple doesn't fall far from the tree, Audrey will have absolutely no recollection of this.

Dog in Chaos

I have three dogs. If they would stay still long enough I would put their pictures on here. Bella is almost 6. She was my first baby. She is what you would call a "Chacshund" half chihuahua and half dachshund. Someone on drugs must have came up with that one. So pretty much she's black and tan with a dachshund body and a chihuahua head. Mollie was the one who got her. She could not wait for this dog to be born. I don't know how she became obsessed, but she visited the pregnant mother, and made me go to Darien with her when the puppy was born, the works. When Bella finally came home to our apartment in Savannah- I swear Mollie carried that dog around so much, it didn't know how to walk. Well, when Mollie had Audrey, she couldn't "handle" the dog smell anymore, and I took Bella. Before that, Mollie somehow put her spirit in the dog because I swear they are the same. They are both uninvolved, sneaky, yet loyal. Mollie even one time said that if re-incarnation were true, she would come back as Bella.

Bella's nickname was Princass because she refused to sit on the bare floor. There had to be a cushion underneath. She would even wait until Autumn's golden retriever would sit down and then use her tail as a cushion.

Since moving back to Darien, my dad has managed to put his spirit in her also, because the dog has developed "selective hearing". Every morning, I wake up yelling "Shut up Bella" because she has the most annoying whine ever. Every Morning I also yell at them about going into the neighbor's yard. I walk in the yard with them and they have it planned. One dog distracts me while the other two make a dash for the neighbors yard. I will yell, spank them, punish them,entice them, and Bella still pretends she doesn't hear me. It drives me insane. Yet, leashing all three is a chore because Bella is also nice-nasty. She will pee where another dog just peed but forget about being anywhere near another dog's poop. She turns up her nose and gives me this look. I swear that dog cusses us out in her head.

The poor dog is also accident prone. When I lived in Savannah, we walked in the squares every morning. She was a nice little city dog, laying at my feet as I ate outside in the cafe, and charming the tourists. One time I was in the square when this black dog came running at her, grabbed her by the throat, and pinned her to the ground. This woman came running and just stared transfixed with her dog attacking mine, while a tourist helped me pull the dog off of Bella. A tour was in the square, and everyone started giving the woman a hard time about letting her dog off of the leash.

The woman looked at us all and said " I thought the dog was a squirrel so I was letting him chase the squirrel"

I just stared at her and said "Who walks a squirrel on a leash?"
Because I had been walking Bella with a bright green leash, and she had on a pink collar.

The woman looked at me and the tour group and realized how absolutely absurd she sounded, grabbed her dog, and walked away.

I wish I could write more about my dogs but it must wait for later. Bella is whining downstairs over who knows what. Haha- I just yelled "Shut up Bella" as I was typing this.