stupid drunk

i just got back from the lake we camp at. i got my nails done and after my uncle tried to joke around with me when he asked if me if i had any red nail polish for him, i said, "not for you." because i was still mad about him kicking ziggy, my grandma tapped my hand with a nail polish bottle signaling me to be quiet. ziggy is only a little toy rat terrier dog who is always friendly and he looks friendly, he shouldn't get kicked around.
i got into an argument with my uncle like i was saying yesterday on my blog. we were all sitting at the picnic table playing cards and laughing about things because my grandma was waiting for her new camper to be brought to the campground because she just bought a camper within these few days and they were going to deliver it. ziggy (our dog) was covering up with my cousin's daughter's blanket and she started throwing a fit because she wanted her blanket and my grandma asked her if she could find another blanket since ziggy was covered up with it. she started throwing a fit and my uncle said, "shut her up and give her the blanket. just because of some stupid dog.." and i interrupted him and started yelling at him. i told him to get a job and that at least i didn't beat my wife and he screamed back at me that he has had jobs and at least he didn't pack up his things and go to new york without telling anyone. he said (after i said that at least i didn't beat my wife) that it was all just "hear-say". i even said that my uncle better be having a good time because he'll meet plenty of boyfriends in jail after i tell the humane society on him for kicking ziggy. my grandma got up and started crying. so i wheeled after her and said that i was sorry while i was a bit teary because i don't like upsetting her and my uncle said, "oh yea, let's all tend to the sensitive ones all proud because he wanted to think that he was the reason that i was teary. i was only teary because i had told my grandma on the cell phone that i wouldn't say anything to him mean because she said that she already was a nervous wreck and i didn't do as i said and i upset my grandma. so then we ended up leaving before my grandma's new camper came and that was the reason why we were waiting- so i didn't get to see my grandma's new camper. after i called my grandma on my cell phone to say that i was sorry, she told me not to be sorry. i should've told him that at least i wasn't 40-somethin drunk and still depending and living with my mom claiming to be a cowboy.
on the way home, my mom said that at least i could say that i had the brains to get myself to new york. he probably couldn't even get himself on an airplane, he claims that he told my brother not to take a job that required flying all the time, so he claims that he was a reason that he didn't take that job but my brother denied that when i told him that he said that.