Dear mom, when you have company sleeping on the pull out couch that had a long drive the night before, do not get up at the crack of dawn and start banging around in there. Nothing needs to be done until 10 am, my husband is making breakfast when we get up. Go back to bed.
Oh goodness, where do I start? My step sister recently up and left her husband after calling the cops and telling them that he hit her (he did not). Prior to this she flew to another state to shack up with a guy she dated in high school. In September she claimed to be "in love" with this guy, but she was sleeping with some dude on the side since other guy was out of state (did I mention she has a three year old?). Whatever, her life, not mine. So about a week after the whole "I am in LOOOOVE", my mom tells me about how she is in love with so and so. Except this is a different so and so. A guy she hand picked off facebook, she apparently went to elementary school with him (she is 39), he is single - never married - and makes bank. I remember this guy as he went to my high school and is friends with a bunch of my friends. Now apparently they are trying to get pregnant (they have known eachother for like six weeks!), she has moved in with him and her daughter spends most of her time with her dad. And they are coming over today. FUN! My own Jerry Springer episode.
The guy is nice enough I am sure but he has no idea what he is getting himself into. And I already know he is good friends with my friend/neighbor, just feels so awkward. Whatever. Her life, not mine. Her life, not mine. It makes me cringe though.
My sister will be late. Even though she picked the time that she said she will be at my parents house. She'll call the house when she is supposed to arrive and tell them that's she's on the way. Every single holiday. Totally annoys my parents and sets off a negative vibe.
Post by 2boys2danes on Nov 27, 2014 11:25:50 GMT -5
We are flying back from WInter Park CO today so I probably wont actually see my parents etc today unless I run over there tonight after we get home. The best news? Our Japanese exchange student from 1989 and her 5YO daughter who my parents have never met are flying in from Vegas for the long weekend. I told Yukari a few weeks ago that my parents were not as she remembered them and that she probably should come in the next six months or so (my mom had two strokes in Sept and has not really fully recovered). I'm hoping for drama free!
Post by Norticprincess on Nov 27, 2014 11:26:07 GMT -5
toepick I'm sorry and hope the time until Christmas passes quickly
I hope everyone else has enough wine or whiskey to get through the day. I'm sorry about the sober Thanksgiving
Mine is pretty tame just slight guilt trips of why aren't you visiting us on both sides. Our day will be pretty laid back. Only my mom and sister as family guests. The rest are friends who want to be here vs being forced. As long as my mum doesn't say anything stupid about Canada it should be tame. (We have a Canadian friend who has never had American Thanksgiving.) Eta. Did have minor DH drama - wtf was he thinking getting reduced fat cinnamon rolls. So gross. Ruined breakfast.
Post by sawyerthedestroyer on Nov 27, 2014 11:30:04 GMT -5
I'm leaving for the gym in a few minutes just to avoid spending time with H this morning. It's nothing specific, he's just really on my nerves right now.
I'm at a hotel in west St. Louis County where about 50-75 Homeland Security Chevy Tahoes are parked in the structure downstairs. Each vehicle has 2 m-16's mounted in the back. There are two armed officers patrolling the structure every time we pull in to keep all the weapons secure. There are about 200 Homeland "peacekeepers" staying in our hotel. Needless to say, my kids are scared to death that something bad must be happening.
And yet the hotel still seems a better option than heading over to my very conservative and racist MIL's senior apartment. We are having dinner in her community dining room with all the other elderly conservative racists in St. Louis. Should be fun.
I'm looking forward to going to my mom' slate this afternoon, but it's bittersweet. It is the first holiday season without my dad. He was always the life, heart and soul of the holidays.
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"I was thinking about getting off on demand, but it sounds like I should be glad that I didn't"
Post by RoxMonster on Nov 27, 2014 11:43:56 GMT -5
Even though we are all sitting here (BIL, his FI, H), my MIL came up to me only in front of everyone and showed me what my plate should look like according to WW and told me to read how many points everything was. I am not on WW. But apparently I should be.
This isn't really a family complaint. But I do what I want.
Sooo we had a big snow storm come through last night. Power went out around 6 right in the middle of me cooking dessert for today. Get up to go in to work to get here for 7 today and about a half mile from my house a big tree is down. Send H with the neightbor to cut it down and there are two more after that then a downed wire. Luckily that wasn't totally in the road. I packed the kids up in the car and we took off, me going to work, H going to his parents. They also have no power and were supposed to host Thanksgiving.
I'm at work now and I want them to come here because it's warm here and the cafe is serving Turkey dinner ( I work at a hospital). But they aren't going to because there are downed trees all over. The power companies are saying it might be days before power is restored. So apparently we are going to stay over the IL's because they have a fireplace and we'll be grilling on their grill. lol.
DH's family, minus his brother and SIL, are annoying me. They're all treating me differently, patting my belly (that's just fat, people), and making a big deal out of the fact that I asked DH to get pickles at the store.
Yet some got butt hurt when I moved away from people eating a breakfast casserole with eggs.
My mom just informed me I'm making the rolls. But "only if I really want to. Only, she thought I was making rolls. The ones she really likes." Calls to dad: "Rich, do we have rolls?" To me: "Honey, we won't have rolls unless you make them."
I already knew I was making the corn pudding, shredded brussels sprouts, cheese plate, horseradish dip and goat cheese cheesecake brownies with a chocolate ganache. Dinner is also at 3, not 4, which she says she told me.
I'm at a hotel in west St. Louis County where about 50-75 Homeland Security Chevy Tahoes are parked in the structure downstairs. Each vehicle has 2 m-16's mounted in the back. There are two armed officers patrolling the structure every time we pull in to keep all the weapons secure. There are about 200 Homeland "peacekeepers" staying in our hotel. Needless to say, my kids are scared to death that something bad must be happening.
And yet the hotel still seems a better option than heading over to my very conservative and racist MIL's senior apartment. We are having dinner in her community dining room with all the other elderly conservative racists in St. Louis. Should be fun.
My MIL "feels a cold coming"...though no coughing, sneezing, or sniffling has been observed. Anyway, she stopped mid-task in the kitchen to chug some OJ. Fine, right?
Sure! Except she took the jug to the couch & DRANK OJ STRAIGHT OUT OF THE JUG WHILE SITTING ON THE COUCH! Seriously, can't make this stuff up!
I have a feeling today will be a running commentary. We picked up Lucille's BBQ yesterday so my mom would not have to cook and nor would I. I was going over the directions and we had to baste the turkey every 30 minutes. She put it in dry and was pouring a little broth on every 30. Um no mom, NO! I have now taken over the prep.
DS started with man cold Monday. DNiece started Monday night. DH- the king of the man cold- came down with it yesterday.
My mother is in FL lamenting the roasting chicken she bought instead of traveling. Last time she came for Christmas she ended up in the hospital for 8 days.
Even though we are all sitting here (BIL, his FI, H), my MIL came up to me only in front of everyone and showed me what my plate should look like according to WW and told me to read how many points everything was. I am not on WW. But apparently I should be.
I pray, pray, pray to God that politics don't come up. Please, God.
We should start a drinking game for every time a family member brings up Michael Brown and the associated chaos in a negative way. My dad brought it up to me the other day and my dad has never mentioned anything related to the news or politics to me in MY ENTIRE LIFE. So I know some of you must really be suffering.
Post by twodogsandababy on Nov 27, 2014 14:07:21 GMT -5
My parents were supposed to be here an hour ago. I told them early because last year they showed up 3 hours late and still wanted to cook stuff here. They are bringing the propane and oil to fry the turkey and I am about to send H to just go get some. I reminded them last night that last year was a little ridiculous.
I'm sitting in a Walmart parking lot waiting for my sister. We're driving the last 3 hours together to my dad's house. Other than her being late, the only annoying thing so far is my MIL's facebook status about how she misses her family who couldn't be there because they (aka me) "so chose"