Post by tacosforlife on Dec 25, 2015 16:26:23 GMT -5
I couldn't make old fashioned because my ILs don't have oranges or a muffler. So I made an old-fashioned inspired punch - bourbon, triple sec, a little maraschino cherry juice, and club soda.
H and I dressed as Todd and Margo . I made a bomb ass vegan quiche for brunch and SIL made a great fruit salad, the animal eaters had an egg bake and traditional ham.
And you guys, my H suprised me with a mutha-fuckin' KITCHEN AID STAND MIXER IN TURQUOISE!!!!! I have always wanted one but never wanted to really ask cuz $$$, but I always stare at them longingly in the store when we pass them.
Since my divorce from my kids father 7 years ago, he sees the kids every Christmas and I see them every Thanksgiving; except when I don't. Christmas is pretty consistent; two years ago one of my sons and his wife couldn't come, but went to see their dad a couple of weeks later, and this year same son isn't making it due to weather. Thanksgiving seems to be harder. The first year, I had to join ALL of them if I was going to see the kids at all, the next year they all spent both holidays with him, last year one son and wife couldn't make it and this year there was only one son. I'm used to it and it doesn't hurt like a mf as much as it used to. A few weeks ago I visited DD and her family, afterwards I realized I didn't have any pics of me and the grandbaby- DD and SIL said they had lots of pics of us and would send some along. Never happened. They got to her dad's place a week ago and they posted a picture of him and the baby on Facebook. Whatever. But a few minutes ago I got a text from DD- they won't have time to talk to me today; maybe tomorrow. Merry fucking Christmas to me!
We left 3 hours later than planned so we're the asshole family members who will hold up dinner. Hopefully DD's cuteness will make up for our tardiness. Can we play the new parents card for a whole year?
Good day overall, except one cousin threw up in C's room, catching a stomach bug from his older sister from a few days ago. We'll see how that pans out over the next week or so for C and the rest of us :/
The toilet seat in my parents upstairs bathroom broke. So my father, who has three abdominal hernias and massive arthritis in his shoulder, decided Christmas Day was the ideal time to replace it (it could have waited). He proceeded to take a wire cutter to the plastic bolt under the bowl that was all rusted to hell.
Guess who ended up spending an HOUR changing the toilet seat? WHILE HE WENT DOWNSTAIRS AND SAT IN HIS RECLINER??
That's why he did it today.
My mom went to him and said "Your daughter has been working on YOUR toilet on Christmas Day way too long. Maybe you should go check on her."
Post by Dumbledork on Dec 25, 2015 18:32:56 GMT -5
MIL finally moved on from getting DD anything and everything VeggieTales or plastered with "God's Princess" We're atheist, so that's nice.
Instead, today she gifted DD with all four of Rush Limbaugh's children's books and a dvd about what the founding fathers *really* wanted when they set up this country.
I guess she figures it's election season and all, and Jesus can't have all the focus the time.
My ILs have a bathroom window that looks out into the backyard. It's right by the toilet. The blinds are always open when I go in, and I always close them. WHY ARE THESE BLINDS OPEN EVER?
It looks like there is some blood in the bathtub. I am not showering tomorrow.
Pick up baby wipes when you go on your liquor run. They do in a no shower pinch.
I mean, not that I know from personal experience or anything like that. At all. I'm dewy fresh 24/7/365.
I hate showering at my mom's house, so I really try and avoid it.
She does have plenty of washcloths though...which wet and get the hot spots.
Post by eponinepontmercy on Dec 25, 2015 19:20:05 GMT -5
BIL and SIL asked to not exchange gifts between the 4 of us and just get presents for the kids. Whatever, fine. DH told his brother that he was sad they don't do their NFL jersey exchange that they used to do. BIL apparently responded that it got too expensive because the big and tall jerseys for DH cost so much more money.
What the fuck, BIL? Why would you say that? DH was so upset, but didn't say anything. DH was talking to my parents after dinner, and he is really pissed at his family overall. Nothing big happened, there isn't any big drama, just some annoying things that are developing into bitterness. My family is annoying, but I'm glad he feels so comfortable with them.
For some reason my mom didn't talk to dh at all today. He'd try to talk to her and she'd just mumble or ignore him. No idea why but he was pretty pissed/hurt.
My parents exchange their gifts with each other when we're there, no idea why. My mom makes me "play santa" so I have to pass out what we brought, whatever my aunts shipped in, what my grandma brought, and what my parents got each other. My dad does a great job of getting my mom gifts but she still goes out and buys a ton of things for herself, wraps them, and then opens them Christmas morning. So not kidding that the rest of us had like 5 things each and she had to have had at least twenty presents.
But my mom and my grandma just start opening stuff as I pass gifts out so I turn around and there's a giant pile of wrapping paper and I have no idea what anyone got. Other than the gifts my mom announces as "oh look, he got me X" and my dad has to look at it to see what she bought herself and put his name on.
Finally, when they put out their gifts they shove them way up under the tree and all around it - including on the backside that is up against the wall. So I have to crawl all around it on my hands and knees to get stuff out and then get on my stomach and basically army crawl under the tree to get the stuff at the very back. I need to have a kid so there's someone smaller to crawl under there.
My mother in law cannot cook. This is not a new revelation, but dang. She made a prime rib for dinner. Well done. So well done it was like a hockey puck. This is not hyperbole. Also, mashed potatoes that probably didn't have any sort of dairy in them and frozen corn. Merry Christmas dinner. Blech. Then, we went to pick up my mom who was with my brother. They have Christmas dinner at their friend's house. A full on Italian dinner that we got to hear all about. Plus, the details of their polish dinner last night. Christmas food fail.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
Post by NewOrleans on Dec 25, 2015 22:13:36 GMT -5
guys. GUYS!!!
I sat down at dinner tonight 2 seats from DH's batshit teeth-grinding grandma (henceforth called grindma). She said, "Voodoo, you going to eat ALL THAT?"
What. The. Fuck.
I am undecided if she was calling me fat or picking out which food her rude ass was going to snatch off my plate while my eating was in progress.
Eventful only if you count I finally used my sous vide wand, and it was amazing. H's uncles came over, and we had delicious food. Good conversation. Good wine.
Post by meshaliuknits on Dec 25, 2015 23:33:15 GMT -5
I managed to order a drink that was an error on our menu. The poor waitress had to retrieve the menu to show the bartender b/c he had no idea what it was.
Overall it was a very nice day but my brother and his wife do not supervise their 2 year old AT ALL! My SIL got markers down from the top shelf of my son's room and then left him alone in the room with them and he proceeded to color all over my son's desk. Neither of them made any effort to apologize or clean it up. Then, he torn up DS2 Star Wars Levitator thingy and again no apology or offer to replace it.
Normally I try to keep all toys away from him or have the kids lock their doors but it's just not feasible on Christmas when toys are floating everywhere.
Turns out three nights in a row of managing my children at other peoples houses is my fucking limit. And everyone else's too.
And then just as we decided to call it a night and go home early while we were ahead, we had to go on a half hour long journey of searching for A's shoes, and then my goddamn mother tried to forget that she is watching my kids tomorrow night while we go see Star Wars, and then proceeded to guilt trip me because this means she can't go tomorrow with her sister and she'll probably never see it. Not like she couldn't go ANY DAY by herself.
I'm annoyed at everyone because I spent last night on a leaky air mattress at my parents' house and slept like shit, and then my parents ditched out on our already-agreed-upon plans because they didn't feel like "spending all day in the car" (1 1/2 hour each way) even though my boyfriend and brother and I drove the 12+ hours from Chicago to VA. So I spent the day with my boyfriend's family, who are okay I guess but I hardly know, while my parents and brothers hung out an hour and a half away. So now I can't sleep because I'm stewing, even though I'm exhausted.
It's been nice having the week off work but this sure as shit hasn't felt like a vacation. I would so much rather have spent the holiday with friends like I did last year.
Gah. My brother and SIL are more humor-free fundie than I realized. SIL was actually offended at DH's silly "bah humbug" socks, and talked about this great guitarist at their church who learned to play when he was much younger in a band (lowered voice) in a (lowered voice and italics) BAR. She hates Harry Potter because witchcraft, and has no interest in the latest Star Wars (subtext: The Force). They went on about what a great movie War Room was (which I had to look up when I got home - another gem from Alex Kendrick). DS's long hair and beard got the side-eye, and my brother asked if it was a "phase" he was going through. -sigh- My Mom had a great time, but DH and DS and I definitely took one for the team today.
Yeah, it was a sucky moment. I came here to vent. Nice enough guy.
The capper is that both girls had birthdays in November. She told them she bought them dolls but forgot and would bring them the following day. Never happened. The girls have asked (me not her) where they were and why didn't she bring them when she promised. (Mercenary little shits, aren't they?) So she shows up today, after telling me all about the dolls she saw at WalMart and yada yada so I'm expecting at least two boxes with oversized Monster High dolls, if nothng else. No gifts from her to the girls again today. But she managed to purchase a(n inexpensive) tablet and a coat for the boyfriend and apparently keeps him well-stocked in Sharpies.
We had a nice breakfast (he sat at the table by me, no TV trays in the hallways at our house) and hung out for a few hours while his friend/"brother"/roommate was visiting about an hour north; friend came to pick them up early this afternoon and they headed out to visit another friend who was alone for Christmas. Nice guy, likes art, friendly with the girls... It wasn't a problem visit at all. It was a problem introduction. lol.
On the happy side, we talked with MIL, joked for a few minutes and wished her Happy Holidays. DH told her we don't wish people Merry Christmas anymore around here. It's just not done or PC. Oh, her face is priceless. But we do stuff like that to each other.
YeahSure I'm so sorry about your holidays and your kids. My heart hurts for you.
Sorry to everyone for their crappy moments but I hope overall everyone had a very nice Christmas (or nice Friday for those who don't celebrate Christmas) and enjoyed their visits with family and got some great swag.