I have two things for you today. The first one happened a while ago but have just gotten the chance to write about it.The second one happens on a regular schedule somehow.
Well, a few WEEKS maybe even a month ago, I was ready to take a shower. But Mutt was taking an unusually long time in the bathroom. A few minutes later, he comes out, grinning saying,"There you go."
So, I go in. Only, after I opened the door, I stop dead in my tracks because an empty shampoo bottle, now filled with water, falls from the top of the door, barely missing me. Mutt had booby trapped the door!
Now, for our next topic: Cross Sunday. It seems to me that Mutt is especially cross on Sundays. I don't know why, it just happens. Like, Sunday turns a trigger in him. He barks at our parents, he sulks, and gives me looks that send chills down my spine.
Anyway, He'll be going to football camps all this coming week. On Mon- Wed. he'll be at a high school, and the rest of the week he'll be LIVING in a university dorm. Please pray that he'll have a good time and come home safe.
Hasta lu huego!
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
A Week of War
Hello and welcome back to Annoying Brother Antics. Today was the first week of the "war" I mentioned Sunday. Here's the low-down:
Monday: The first shot is fired. Mutt knocks a book I was reading right out of my hands. I chase him to no avail. Instead, I fire back by stuffing his pillows in the freezer. He finds out, and tackles me, the matress of my bed going down with me.
Tuesday: We rest and prepare for tomorrow's battle.
Wednesday: As we were leaving church, Mutt gets a Styrafoam cup filled with ice. He slips, and blames me for his spilling the ice. Later, we were heading to the van, I start closing the door. Mutt runs for it, only to fall and spill his second cup of ice. I admit I was a little bit at fault there. When he gets into the van, Mutt falls on me, causing me to spill my cup of ice.
Tonight: I was washing my face, and Mutt just barges into our bathroom and sprays me with the squirt bottle I use for my hair. I take a small, paper Dixie cup, filled to the brim, and splash it in his face. Then, he chases me around the house, spraying me. When we get back to our bathroom, I rapidly, repeatedly fill my Dixie cup and dump it on him. Pretty soon, he takes the cap off my squirt bottle (which I had just filled almost to the top just a few hours prior, I might add) and dumps all of the water on my back. Significantly soaked, I surrendered and changed my PJ's.
So, that's our Week of War so far. If anything happens tomorrow, I'll let you know. See ya!
Monday: The first shot is fired. Mutt knocks a book I was reading right out of my hands. I chase him to no avail. Instead, I fire back by stuffing his pillows in the freezer. He finds out, and tackles me, the matress of my bed going down with me.
Tuesday: We rest and prepare for tomorrow's battle.
Wednesday: As we were leaving church, Mutt gets a Styrafoam cup filled with ice. He slips, and blames me for his spilling the ice. Later, we were heading to the van, I start closing the door. Mutt runs for it, only to fall and spill his second cup of ice. I admit I was a little bit at fault there. When he gets into the van, Mutt falls on me, causing me to spill my cup of ice.
Tonight: I was washing my face, and Mutt just barges into our bathroom and sprays me with the squirt bottle I use for my hair. I take a small, paper Dixie cup, filled to the brim, and splash it in his face. Then, he chases me around the house, spraying me. When we get back to our bathroom, I rapidly, repeatedly fill my Dixie cup and dump it on him. Pretty soon, he takes the cap off my squirt bottle (which I had just filled almost to the top just a few hours prior, I might add) and dumps all of the water on my back. Significantly soaked, I surrendered and changed my PJ's.
So, that's our Week of War so far. If anything happens tomorrow, I'll let you know. See ya!
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Welcome to the War?
Welcome back to Annoying brother antics. Someone put a burr under my brother's saddle today. I'm so mad that I can't describe it, but I'll try.
First, let me explain that Mutt has this paper, play $100 bill. As I was getting ready to leave my grandmother's today, I had to toss something in the trash. When I walked over to a waste basket, I accidentally stepped on that bill. I didn't rip or anything, but Mutt went balistic.
First, let me explain that Mutt has this paper, play $100 bill. As I was getting ready to leave my grandmother's today, I had to toss something in the trash. When I walked over to a waste basket, I accidentally stepped on that bill. I didn't rip or anything, but Mutt went balistic.
"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE STEPPING!" He yelled.
"I'm sorry," I replied, "I didn't see it."
"Well, you need to start looking where you walk."
I had to go to another room to get my shoes, but I did overhear this conversation:
Mom: She honestly didn't see it.
Mutt: Still, she needs to look where she's going.
Mom: Do you honestly look down on the floor when you walk?
Mutt: Yes, because I don't want to trample anything. But she just bulldozes through things and doesn't care.
Dad: Did it rip or anything? Was it ruined?
Mutt: No, but it's the principle of the thing.
Later, when we got home, I took a shower. There was no towels in the bathroom Mutt and I share! Granted, sometimes I forget to tell him when I use the last towel, but to do it deliberately like he did is just cruel in my opinion.
Later, Mutt came into my room
He sneered and asked "How does it feel?"
"Those times I honestly forget." I replied "But to do it-"
"You forgot. This is becoming a stuck record. If you keep forget, we should have you tested for Alztimer's. You better start remembering, because welcome to the war."
What was that supposed to mean? When he walked off, I heard him yell "I BETTER WATCH TO MAKE SURE I'M NOT STEPPING ON ANYTHING IMPORTANT."
Is he right? Do I not care? Do I forget too often? These are things I ask myself all the time. Seriously, PLEASE comment your opinion of this story.
Until next time (which might just be really soon) ... bye.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Matress Tipping
Buenos noches! I know it is rather late, but Mutt did something that I just have to write about. It all started when I tried to watch The Princess & the Frog.
Well, I was quietly lying in bed, enjoying some smooth jazz, when my insane brother barges in. He gets into complaining how this was the eighth time I had ever seen that movie. We got into this big arguement, and Mutt eventually turned off the television WHILE THE MOVIE WAS STILL PLAYING!!!!!!!
I went out of my room after Mutt. I tried to get my dad to reprimand him, but he instead told me he allowed Mutt to come into my room!
I chased Mutt for a while, but we both stopped in my room. Mutt just made himself at home on my bed!
I scolded him and asked him to leave. He didnt move an inch. He bumped the remote control, sending my movie back to the main menu!
That was too much for me. I jumped on him, causing him to fall over the other side of my bed.
He eventually got back on the bed, and scooted my matress a little to the left. A minute later, he turned over, and the matres fell completely over the other side of the bed, Mutt and all!
Mutt left for the bathroom before he could help me remake the bed. So, I had to do it all myself.
Now, Mutt is still in here, making fun of my movie!
Until next time.. abinata!
Well, I was quietly lying in bed, enjoying some smooth jazz, when my insane brother barges in. He gets into complaining how this was the eighth time I had ever seen that movie. We got into this big arguement, and Mutt eventually turned off the television WHILE THE MOVIE WAS STILL PLAYING!!!!!!!
I went out of my room after Mutt. I tried to get my dad to reprimand him, but he instead told me he allowed Mutt to come into my room!
I chased Mutt for a while, but we both stopped in my room. Mutt just made himself at home on my bed!
I scolded him and asked him to leave. He didnt move an inch. He bumped the remote control, sending my movie back to the main menu!
That was too much for me. I jumped on him, causing him to fall over the other side of my bed.
He eventually got back on the bed, and scooted my matress a little to the left. A minute later, he turned over, and the matres fell completely over the other side of the bed, Mutt and all!
Mutt left for the bathroom before he could help me remake the bed. So, I had to do it all myself.
Now, Mutt is still in here, making fun of my movie!
Until next time.. abinata!
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Unbelievable
Hello and welcome back to Annoying Brother Antics for the second time today. I just found something that really annoyed me. It wasn't Mutt persay, but something he wrote.
You may or may not have heard of Big Mac's Blog. It's my brother's blog. If you've read it, you know how many grammar/spelling mistakes he made. He isn't a spelling champion at all. You don't even want to know what grade he has in English.
It runs in my family when it drives me crazy when I see stupid little mistakes like that.
No matter how much grief I give Mutt, he won't fix them. He gives me the excuse that "he typed it up on his iPod and his finger slipped."
If you wish to see my point, click here.
A Month of Madness!
Hello and welcome back to Annoying Brother Antics. As I said in MCL, I've been busy and haven't written in a while. In this post, I'll describe to you an insane month I've had with Mutt.
March 13, 2010: While at Braum's, Mutt an my great uncle were playing salt-shaker hockey. It looked like fun, so I joined in. It was fun until I spilled it on my jeans. Then, Mutt started taking salt, and brushing it off on my clothes and in my hair. My great uncle laughed, encouraging my brother to do it even more.
Still the 13th: Mutt and I help each other clean our bedrooms. We make amends and say we'll try and get along and love each other like brothers and sisters should.
March 15, 2010: We play together and exult over the fact that we hadn't fought for 48 hours.
March 17, 2010: We get together with friends at Chuck E' Cheese's. Our friends come over and on the car ride there, we all make mischief with each other. We both enjoy watching the movie, The Princess and the Frog, on Blu-Ray.
That's my month so far. Can you believe it? Mutt and I actually are starting to get along! Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, oh no. I am really enjoying having my brother be an ally and not an enemy. A friend and not a bully. I'll see you later. Bye!
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Face Palm!
Bonjour and welcome back to Annoying Brother Antics. This post's topic has been going on since Thursday before this past week, put just now decided to write about it.
Now, it was that Thursday. I can't remember exactly what I was doing at the time, but Mutt barged in and came over to me. He took his hand and slapped me in the face, saying “Facepalm” He's been doing it ever since. Sometimes, he does it multiple times in a row! I've been counting, and lost count at 62, but got back on track. Today, he did a cycle of them, and it got up to 115 face palms since his first one.
Alvederzane!
Now, it was that Thursday. I can't remember exactly what I was doing at the time, but Mutt barged in and came over to me. He took his hand and slapped me in the face, saying “Facepalm” He's been doing it ever since. Sometimes, he does it multiple times in a row! I've been counting, and lost count at 62, but got back on track. Today, he did a cycle of them, and it got up to 115 face palms since his first one.
Alvederzane!
Thursday, January 28, 2010
I Was Wrong!
Hello and welcome back to Annoying Brother Antics! Unfortuneatly, I was wrong about Mutt changing. Just a while ago, Mutt bugged me to no end.
I was peacefully sitting down, watching You've Got Mail. Suddenly, Mutt came over and asked me to move. I said no. A few minutes later, I was playing on my DSi, which I'm typing this up on now. I have a wrist strap on, it's connected with a little clip. Mutt came over and un-clipped it. I fought and fought for it. Soon afterwards, he stole my stylus! I was using my finger nail, until he stole the system altogether!
Eventually, he gave backthe system. a few minutes later, he gave back the other things.
So, obviously, I'm not ending this blog yet. Mutt is still Muttish, and I am still blogging.
"Live Long and Prosper"
-Spock
I was peacefully sitting down, watching You've Got Mail. Suddenly, Mutt came over and asked me to move. I said no. A few minutes later, I was playing on my DSi, which I'm typing this up on now. I have a wrist strap on, it's connected with a little clip. Mutt came over and un-clipped it. I fought and fought for it. Soon afterwards, he stole my stylus! I was using my finger nail, until he stole the system altogether!
Eventually, he gave backthe system. a few minutes later, he gave back the other things.
So, obviously, I'm not ending this blog yet. Mutt is still Muttish, and I am still blogging.
"Live Long and Prosper"
-Spock
Mutt: Civil?
Hello and welcome to Annoying Brother Antics! Today, I have no complaints about my brother, but wish to compliment him
Recently, I haven't written because Mutt has been unusually civil. Occasionally he'll get on my nerves, but don't think it's worth writing. He got a laptop for Christmas, so that's been occupying his time. Mostly, he goes on YouTube to watch "Is it a Good Idea to Microwave This?" and iTunes. He's a pretty normal guy.
Sometimes, Mutt and my mom come home late because of basketball practice. He's a really good player! He's been on a couple of rosters, and is scheduled to possibly be playing in a game soon.
Again, please don't take these posts the wrong way. Mutt is just a normal guy with a little sister he loves so much he annoys her.I will try to continue posting, but I think my brother has turned a new leaf. If this ends up being my last post, I thank whoever reads it for reading, and for laughing along with me as I share my life with you.
Until a possible next time......... "Live Long and Prosper."
-Spock
P.S. If you're going to miss me, I have two other blogs I update regularly, called Miss Cellaneous Life, and All About Books.
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