Relationships.

My brother has a new girlfriend. Which in all honesty isn't really that shocking because he's had three at a time one. NO LIE.

Usually the girls he picks are the generic pretty types. Pretty, not really that smart, eye candy. His last girlfriend was really nice, dense, but nice. She use to come over the house all the time, which drove us crazy, because we(my mom and I) would have to go upstairs to allow them to have some time together.

But since the whole "got mom kicked out of apartment" thing, she has pretty much put the stop on any of his friends coming over. Technically he doesn't even live here anymore(though today he is lounging around). He now stays with his current girlfriend, Rachel, who my mother just recently began to dislike.

When she first met Rachel, a whopping 4 weeks ago, she had put her through the ringer with motherly questions. Those questions every mother wants to know about the person their child is dating. My mother has this way with people, she can laugh and joke around and manage to slip in questions mid laugh.

Rachel had seemed to pass the "you may be good for my child" test. Sure she wasn't the "generic" girls my brother usually dated. She is older, knows how to fix cars, and has a really strong Chicago accent, but my mom thought she may be good for my brother.

That was until she came over the house, along with my brother, with two children in tow. Some how through all the questions firing at her she had not mentioned she had had children. A BIG NO NO in my mom's book. It's not even that my mom doesn't like that fact that she has kids (3 and 8), but it's the point that she had failed to mention she had children during the questionnaire.

Ever since that little incident my mom has not been on Rachel's side. She finds those little things BIG problems now,mainly that my brother is not ready to be in a relationship with a woman with kids. He doesn't have a job, still comes over here for food, and has no idea what he wants to do with his life, yet along start a relationship with a woman who has her own stuff to think about.

My mom desperately wants him to end it. I on the other hand, am iffy on it. I didn't like her before I found out she was a mother of 2(which again is not a HUGE issue). I just didn't think she was the woman my brother would have a good relationship with. I know opposites attract, but she has bigger balls then most men(she could totally kick a man's ass).

Of course I have to listen to all the reasons my mom doesn't like the girl, and I think she says it comes all down to standards and what you wish to see in the person you are dating. Rachel has been making a lot of trips to our house, unannounced at best, with kids in tow. They are hungry and want food, and usually end up leaving with a bag full of food.

Though she fixes car, she wasn't able to fix our shitty Mazda (Morgan and I's piece of junk car), and my mom has been dealing with the two of them and multiple auto shops, to get the car fixed that they both use(though neither of them pay gas on).

Red flags are shooting up every where. The frequent stops over, their cozy demeanor as they lounge around, I mean yesterday I sat around watching spongebob square pants in my pj's, eating cereal and talking about the Kids Choice awards with an 3 and 8 year old. But I can't lie and say I wouldn't have done that if they weren't there because I would have.

My mom is certain she is not the one. Standards is what she keeps telling me. My brother is apparently suppose to have standards against needy women with baggage, because as a 22 year old he needs to figure out what he is going to do with his life.

Then my mom started talking about her standards, though secretly I know she is still madly deeply in love with James and no one will ever be better than him. I kind of wish they would both just see that already and get married. Anyway. So then as we are talking about this there is a silence, like I am suppose to jump in and define what my standards are, and all I can say is....hold on its really deep...

" I guess...I don't want him to be a POTHEAD"

I didn't know what to say, sure I talk about love and crap but are those standards or just general wants. I mean I don't think of the "he should be educated or independent" I clearly think "he has to love me" that's all. Couldn't really say that to my mother though, she would have smelled the naive part of me all over.

I guess we all have standards, even Marie admitted to me that her boyfriend didn't met her hot standard, but that I convinced her to look past that.

I guess somewhere along the line Love may not be enough. I'd like to believe it could be though. Who knows. I'll try to post my thoughts on that tomorrow.

School in one week, I'M FREAKING OUT.

oh and I have been obsessing about this guy lately, which is why I have been using a bunch of his pictures in my post.

Time to continuing writing. I am on page 13, which my brother says isn't really good, but it's 13 good pages instead of 13 pages that I am doubting and will most likely cut or re-write. YEAH. I'll provide dialogue when I get to the scene between main character(Cadence, love the name had to use it) and important yet subtle character(haven't got a name yet. I'm not good with male names). Who knows when though.