Post by cabbagecabbage on Nov 26, 2015 14:25:14 GMT -5
At the very least, 24 is old enough to be informed the carpet and bathroom needs deep cleaning and I'm out of cleaner but there's a Target down the road. You might want to buy a scrub brush too!
This is definitely shitty of me to say, but if my H's stepdaughter was his bio daughter, I don't think our relationship would survive. Last night he and she were having drinks (while I had been cooking for 6 straight hours or so) and she overserved herself and threw up. Which, who cares, we've all done this, and in fact I just did it last weekend in Vegas! LOL. But what pisses me off is that she partially threw up in the guest bedroom, and had drank bloody Mary mix and ate chicken wings that night, so you can imagine how fun it was to try to get that out of white carpet. Normally I'd let H deal with it, but we don't really have carpet cleaner around, so I'm Googling to figure out what can get these stains out. Then this morning H cleans up the mess she made in the bathroom. I didn't see it, but apparently she missed the toilet and it got on the floor and the cupboards. I am so irate, both at him AND her. If I was a goddamn guest in someone else's house, I would be MORTIFIED if I threw up ANYWHERE and would be up early to clean it up. Guess who's still sleeping?!!? She's also 24, so not a kid.
This is very typical of the enabling that goes on in her life, so I probably shouldn't be so pissed at her, but I am. That is no way for an adult to act. I just need to build a bridge and get over it at this point because I want to enjoy the dinner I've spent hours making.
She's 24. Do you remember what you (and/or most people) are like at 24? I'd cut her some slack. It wasn't like she was raiding the liquor cabinet and getting shot-faced. She was hanging out and drinking with her dad on a holiday.
Um, I was married at 24. Not puking in other people's homes and making them clean up after me.
This is definitely shitty of me to say, but if my H's stepdaughter was his bio daughter, I don't think our relationship would survive. Last night he and she were having drinks (while I had been cooking for 6 straight hours or so) and she overserved herself and threw up. Which, who cares, we've all done this, and in fact I just did it last weekend in Vegas! LOL. But what pisses me off is that she partially threw up in the guest bedroom, and had drank bloody Mary mix and ate chicken wings that night, so you can imagine how fun it was to try to get that out of white carpet. Normally I'd let H deal with it, but we don't really have carpet cleaner around, so I'm Googling to figure out what can get these stains out. Then this morning H cleans up the mess she made in the bathroom. I didn't see it, but apparently she missed the toilet and it got on the floor and the cupboards. I am so irate, both at him AND her. If I was a goddamn guest in someone else's house, I would be MORTIFIED if I threw up ANYWHERE and would be up early to clean it up. Guess who's still sleeping?!!? She's also 24, so not a kid.
This is very typical of the enabling that goes on in her life, so I probably shouldn't be so pissed at her, but I am. That is no way for an adult to act. I just need to build a bridge and get over it at this point because I want to enjoy the dinner I've spent hours making.
She's 24. Do you remember what you (and/or most people) are like at 24? I'd cut her some slack. It wasn't like she was raiding the liquor cabinet and getting shot-faced. She was hanging out and drinking with her dad on a holiday.
24 is more than old enough to clean up after yourself when you've puked all over someone else's home.
She's 24. Do you remember what you (and/or most people) are like at 24? I'd cut her some slack. It wasn't like she was raiding the liquor cabinet and getting shot-faced. She was hanging out and drinking with her dad on a holiday.
Um, I was married at 24. Not puking in other people's homes and making them clean up after me.
And that's not the norm, at least in my experience.
For, I was too, but I was the only one I knew who was married at that age
This is definitely shitty of me to say, but if my H's stepdaughter was his bio daughter, I don't think our relationship would survive. Last night he and she were having drinks (while I had been cooking for 6 straight hours or so) and she overserved herself and threw up. Which, who cares, we've all done this, and in fact I just did it last weekend in Vegas! LOL. But what pisses me off is that she partially threw up in the guest bedroom, and had drank bloody Mary mix and ate chicken wings that night, so you can imagine how fun it was to try to get that out of white carpet. Normally I'd let H deal with it, but we don't really have carpet cleaner around, so I'm Googling to figure out what can get these stains out. Then this morning H cleans up the mess she made in the bathroom. I didn't see it, but apparently she missed the toilet and it got on the floor and the cupboards. I am so irate, both at him AND her. If I was a goddamn guest in someone else's house, I would be MORTIFIED if I threw up ANYWHERE and would be up early to clean it up. Guess who's still sleeping?!!? She's also 24, so not a kid.
This is very typical of the enabling that goes on in her life, so I probably shouldn't be so pissed at her, but I am. That is no way for an adult to act. I just need to build a bridge and get over it at this point because I want to enjoy the dinner I've spent hours making.
She's 24. Do you remember what you (and/or most people) are like at 24? I'd cut her some slack. It wasn't like she was raiding the liquor cabinet and getting shot-faced. She was hanging out and drinking with her dad on a holiday.
No. Last time someone else had to clean my puke while I slept at their house, I was 18. And I had gotten drunk AND smoked weed with my aunt, who definitely should have known better, so I'm not taking all the blame there.
Post by lexxasaurus on Nov 26, 2015 14:58:19 GMT -5
24 was the year my relationship with alcohol was at its worst and I STILL never vomited somewhere (or made any other huge mess/disaster) without feeling tons of shame and offering to help clean, replace or fix things. Sorry you had to clean up brightly colored vomit, Pants.
No drama here. Getting ready for work, and I spent the morning sitting by our pellet stove, crocheting another jellyfish for the project I'm making. Laid back day in our household.
This is definitely shitty of me to say, but if my H's stepdaughter was his bio daughter, I don't think our relationship would survive. Last night he and she were having drinks (while I had been cooking for 6 straight hours or so) and she overserved herself and threw up. Which, who cares, we've all done this, and in fact I just did it last weekend in Vegas! LOL. But what pisses me off is that she partially threw up in the guest bedroom, and had drank bloody Mary mix and ate chicken wings that night, so you can imagine how fun it was to try to get that out of white carpet. Normally I'd let H deal with it, but we don't really have carpet cleaner around, so I'm Googling to figure out what can get these stains out. Then this morning H cleans up the mess she made in the bathroom. I didn't see it, but apparently she missed the toilet and it got on the floor and the cupboards. I am so irate, both at him AND her. If I was a goddamn guest in someone else's house, I would be MORTIFIED if I threw up ANYWHERE and would be up early to clean it up. Guess who's still sleeping?!!? She's also 24, so not a kid.
This is very typical of the enabling that goes on in her life, so I probably shouldn't be so pissed at her, but I am. That is no way for an adult to act. I just need to build a bridge and get over it at this point because I want to enjoy the dinner I've spent hours making.
She's 24. Do you remember what you (and/or most people) are like at 24? I'd cut her some slack. It wasn't like she was raiding the liquor cabinet and getting shot-faced. She was hanging out and drinking with her dad on a holiday.
She's not going to be a bitch to her. She's pissed she got hammered and threw up in her house the night before she's cooking dinner for people.
IDGAF if you're 24. If you're an adult and you're not sick, you fucking better be cleaning up your own puke in my house.
My MIL was talking right-wing politics last night, and then sulking about some super duper important trip she wanted us to take with her that my H's job is probably going to prevent us from doing, even though she has never mentioned this trip before last night.
This morning she has shifted her focus to throwing shade at her sister and her daughter's MIL, but neither of these people are here, or will be at my SIL's this evening for dinner.
My DH is getting a medal of honor for once. We're at his grandparents' house. We ate, and now he's spent like the last 45 minutes trying to teach her how to use her printer. LOL.
Grandpa's napping on the couch and I'm hiding out with him playing on my phone.
Post by underwaterrhymes on Nov 26, 2015 16:06:21 GMT -5
As soon as we walked in the door, my MIL (who is a sweetheart and I think just really ignorant in this respect as opposed to malicious) said, "Are you a pilgrim or an Indian?" to K, followed by, "what noise do Indians make?" and put her hand up to her mouth.
I shook my head at her furiously before she could bust out with anything more. She stopped immediately (although she did ask, "oh, they don't?") She is so great in so many ways, but she's from a super small town and holy shit, I have not had enough alcohol yet.
And that's not the norm, at least in my experience.
For, I was too, but I was the only one I knew who was married at that age
Oh give me a break. Married or single, it's not "the norm" to drunk puke all over someone else's house and not clean it up. AT ANY AGE.
I was thinking this too. I don't think anyone has cleaned up my vomit since I had the stomach flu when I was 6. And man I have been drunk as a skunk and I could still make a toilet or a convenient outdoor spot :/ can't quite imagine that level of drunk!
My family has a ton of drama this year, but thankfully I'm on the other side of the country and only hearing about it thirdhand via my mom, who has spent half of the afternoon on the phone with her feuding siblings.
My super passive aggressive Aunt Linda agreed to host Thanksgiving this year after years of doing all of the cooking (to be fair, she's an excellent cook) but never wanting to host at her house. She invited my Uncle Tom (probably bringing at least one of his two college-aged sons and maybe his girlfriend) and my Aunt Barb with her husband, Uncle Dick. Everyone lives in the same metro area, ~1 hour apart. Aunt Linda bought a fancy, expensive turkey, woke up super early this morning to put it in the oven, and made several pies. Everyone else was assigned 1-2 sides. It's cold there today and snowing a bit, but nothing out of the ordinary for this time of year, and definitely nothing that should have kept people off the roads.
Well, my uncle Dick (who is quite appropriately named) decided at noon that the roads were just too bad and he didn't think everyone should risk the trip to Aunt Linda's. Read: he wanted to watch football and knew she wouldn't have it on. My Aunt Barb apparently didn't want to fight him, so she agreed, and they called everyone to postpone Thanksgiving until Saturday.
Uncle Tom couldn't give a flip. He's got his kids home, and they're going to order a pizza and play card games all night. Aunt Linda is FURIOUS. She's called my mom three times now to bitch about Uncle Dick, and how her fancy turkey is ruined, and that she has no room in her fridge for all of this food, etc... Meanwhile, Uncle Tom is texting my mom that he didn't want to go to Linda's anyway because she's kind of a PITA. Aunt Barb is playing dumb and acting like it's totally unreasonable for anyone to go out on the roads today because they're so bad. My mom is ready to lose it on all of her siblings from over 2,000 miles away.
Sometimes living so far away from family is really hard. Today, not so much.
Um, I was married at 24. Not puking in other people's homes and making them clean up after me.
And that's not the norm, at least in my experience.
For, I was too, but I was the only one I knew who was married at that age
No. At 24 I went to visit a friend in Italy, drank too much, threw up, and the next morning dragged my hungover ass all over the apartment to find the cleaning supplies and took care of it myself. Then I popped a couple Advil and hauled my carcass around the neighborhood until I found a suitable "I'm sorry" present (flowers) for my friend's roommate so my grossness didn't screw up their living situation. And I don't speak Italian.
I was so embarrassed. And irresponsible. BUT I CLEANED MY OWN VOMIT.
I quit turkeys. This sucker was only 13 lbs and took 4.5 hrs to finish!!!! All the veggies were ready early of course and they got cold so we had to microwave everything. Plus dh was slicing the turkey and cut through the aluminum pan. Turkey drippings all over the kitchen.
Oh shit-my turkey is going to get done super early. I guess I'll have to keep it in a low oven until I need to turn up the heat to roast vegetables and hope it doesn't over cook too badly.
This is definitely shitty of me to say, but if my H's stepdaughter was his bio daughter, I don't think our relationship would survive. Last night he and she were having drinks (while I had been cooking for 6 straight hours or so) and she overserved herself and threw up. Which, who cares, we've all done this, and in fact I just did it last weekend in Vegas! LOL. But what pisses me off is that she partially threw up in the guest bedroom, and had drank bloody Mary mix and ate chicken wings that night, so you can imagine how fun it was to try to get that out of white carpet. Normally I'd let H deal with it, but we don't really have carpet cleaner around, so I'm Googling to figure out what can get these stains out. Then this morning H cleans up the mess she made in the bathroom. I didn't see it, but apparently she missed the toilet and it got on the floor and the cupboards. I am so irate, both at him AND her. If I was a goddamn guest in someone else's house, I would be MORTIFIED if I threw up ANYWHERE and would be up early to clean it up. Guess who's still sleeping?!!? She's also 24, so not a kid.
This is very typical of the enabling that goes on in her life, so I probably shouldn't be so pissed at her, but I am. That is no way for an adult to act. I just need to build a bridge and get over it at this point because I want to enjoy the dinner I've spent hours making.
Duuude. No. I'm going to have to restrain myself from throwing shade. If she ever wakes up by the time we get there.
My plan is to mix a drink in my Sbux cup before going to my in-law's. It will be the same shit show. My FIL will bitch out my SIL. MIL will ignore it. DH will disappear to watch tv.
Oh shit-my turkey is going to get done super early. I guess I'll have to keep it in a low oven until I need to turn up the heat to roast vegetables and hope it doesn't over cook too badly.
I get it, but he needs to stop pouting and be a good sport on the holiday. They are most likely going to lose the rest of the season (mayyyybe a win over Washington) so suck it up, Mr. Pandorica.
I get it, but he needs to stop pouting and be a good sport on the holiday. They are most likely going to lose the rest of the season (mayyyybe a win over Washington) so suck it up, Mr. Pandorica.
Thank you! Every week he's like "they suck, football's dumb, I hope they lose the rest of the season so they get a good draft pick" and then he's a crank all over again the next Sunday. I'm a football fan, I get it, but not in front of guests!
I get it, but he needs to stop pouting and be a good sport on the holiday. They are most likely going to lose the rest of the season (mayyyybe a win over Washington) so suck it up, Mr. Pandorica.
Thank you! Every week he's like "they suck, football's dumb, I hope they lose the rest of the season so they get a good draft pick" and then he's a crank all over again the next Sunday. I'm a football fan, I get it, but not in front of guests!
I'm resigned to the season being a disappointment too, but we're trying to live in a society! Sorry he's being difficult. Team you.
Not my drama, but I did catch this going on when I went out to my car. My neighbor's girlfriend keeps walking in and out of the house, chucking dishes of food into the pond across the street. She's yelling at him in Spanish and he just keeps following her apologizing and saying he can't understand her. Idk what he did, but that woman tossed a whole, beautifully browned turkey in the pond.
Glad I am not over there for dinner. Looks like the guests left pretty quickly.