I did get grownup coloring stuff, and my ass and my giant ass coffee cup have a date with the couch tomorrow morning while I ignore my children while they play quietly with new toys and I go to my introvert happy place.
I had a rift today when H handed me the phone because his Grandma wanted to talk to me. She then proceeded to lecture me about how I need to start managing my weight after the baby is born so I don't get diabetes...
Gee, thanks.
It's made me think about reinforcing my boundaries. I usually let old people off the hook but eff that. Inappropriate is inappropriate and I need to express myself more. Watch out Grandma, I'll be prepared for next time. You've had your last free pass!
Mine ended up being nice. I saw my cousin and his kids for the first time in 4 years, and it was good. Because I was an only child, cousin was like a brother to me. Talked to one kid in the morning, another a couple of hours ago, and then lo and behold DD called after all!
My MIL bought everyone Christmas pajamas. I told her my size. She bought me an XXL instead. My boobs are hanging out of my too-big shirt. Glad you think I'm fatter than I am, MIL.
I am counting my blessings after reading this thread. No drama here but the in-laws got here late last night and will be here for a week. More to come I'm sure...
So, our niece has stomach bug a few days ago, nephew threw up in Cs bedroom yesterday, now their dad has the bug today (after being here all day yesterday with now-healthy niece when mom took sick nephew home). I feel like our house is a ticking time bomb and want to bleach everything.
Post by jillboston on Dec 26, 2015 10:35:08 GMT -5
I was going to come in and complain about my BIL's "fiance" of 10 years (hint - he is not going to marry her) soon to be divorced daughter's drama that was visited on our house because we host. But I read what you ladies dealt with and was grateful mine was nowhere near as crazy.
It's post holiday, but here are my holiday shenanigans.
In my living room, I have a photo wall with our wedding pictures. Of course these are 7 yrs ago when I still had a relaxer and had a lil weave up in there for added length.
My father looks at the pictures and says " your hair will never be straight again, huh?"
Me: No. I spent 25 yrs of my life with straight hair. I'm good. I have no desire for it to be straight again. I don't even get it flat ironed.
Then my cousin chimed in. "I know you'll never go back, but it was fierce in that photo."
YES IT WAS BUT GOT.DAYUM THAT IS A WEDDING PICTURE SO THINK GLAMOROUS! Sigh.
So, I say, well, I'm not sitting in a beauty shop all day ever again. It will either be big or short forever now.
Next set of foolishness is that because this a black family, folks like to try and take the leftovers. The culprit is always my mom because she can't cook worth Shit.
So, I start packing food into storage containers to start cleaning the kitchen. She comes over and says "Oh. Can we pack and go?" NAWL.
I say, no. I'm putting away food. She then asks if she can have the last little bit of salad. NO. That is for Naomi.
Then she heads to wash dishes, and was trying to straight sneak my storage containers out the house. My father told her not to do that. Ain't that about some ish? My sister brought food and I sent her back with the leftovers (my mom and sis live together). Lawd lady. Leave us something so we can eat this weekend.
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.
Post by tacosforlife on Dec 26, 2015 11:33:10 GMT -5
We are finally headed home after a terrible night's sleep. I don't really understand my ILs' sleep setup. I think they each sleep in recliners or something? Anyway, they have this one shitty double bed (not even a queen) that we sleep on. It is TERRIBLE. No wonder these people don't sleep in a bed. This mattress must be 20 years old. And they let the dog get in the bed and don't change the sheets before we come, so now my pajamas are covered in dog hair. And my MIL turned the vent off in the room and didn't tell us, so we were freezing.
H has agreed their house is just so dirty. And it's so cluttered. I think there is a very solid chance we will stay at a hotel next time. H is concerned about how this will be received and has enormous only child guilt. We are probably seen as the snobby big city kids who turn our noses up at the small town, but ugh. Everything about going there is so uncomfortable.
One other thing. After SIL established that she doesn't care to see the latest Star Wars (because spiritually ambiguous Force), my brother segued between Star Wars and Star Trek scenes for the rest of the conversation. I was so confused when he started talking about the Star Wars movie where they landed in San Francisco.
We are finally headed home after a terrible night's sleep. I don't really understand my ILs' sleep setup. I think they each sleep in recliners or something? Anyway, they have this one shitty double bed (not even a queen) that we sleep on. It is TERRIBLE. No wonder these people don't sleep in a bed. This mattress must be 20 years old. And they let the dog get in the bed and don't change the sheets before we come, so now my pajamas are covered in dog hair. And my MIL turned the vent off in the room and didn't tell us, so we were freezing.
H has agreed their house is just so dirty. And it's so cluttered. I think there is a very solid chance we will stay at a hotel next time. H is concerned about how this will be received and has enormous only child guilt. We are probably seen as the snobby big city kids who turn our noses up at the small town, but ugh. Everything about going there is so uncomfortable.
As a fellow only child, I can relate to the guilt, but he needs to get over it. Staying at a hotel when visiting family is the best thing ever.
The first time we did it, we made up an excuse that I needed to be able to work over the weekend, and my parents didn't have internet. So I recommend having a fake but believable reason in your back pocket.
One other thing. After SIL established that she doesn't care to see the latest Star Wars (because spiritually ambiguous Force), my brother segued between Star Wars and Star Trek scenes for the rest of the conversation. I was so confused when he started talking about the Star Wars movie where they landed in San Francisco.
I would have needed to do shots at that point, or leave altogether.
We are finally headed home after a terrible night's sleep. I don't really understand my ILs' sleep setup. I think they each sleep in recliners or something? Anyway, they have this one shitty double bed (not even a queen) that we sleep on. It is TERRIBLE. No wonder these people don't sleep in a bed. This mattress must be 20 years old. And they let the dog get in the bed and don't change the sheets before we come, so now my pajamas are covered in dog hair. And my MIL turned the vent off in the room and didn't tell us, so we were freezing.
H has agreed their house is just so dirty. And it's so cluttered. I think there is a very solid chance we will stay at a hotel next time. H is concerned about how this will be received and has enormous only child guilt. We are probably seen as the snobby big city kids who turn our noses up at the small town, but ugh. Everything about going there is so uncomfortable.
As a fellow only child, I can relate to the guilt, but he needs to get over it. Staying at a hotel when visiting family is the best thing ever.
The first time we did it, we made up an excuse that I needed to be able to work over the weekend, and my parents didn't have internet. So I recommend having a fake but believable reason in your back pocket.
I already suggested my neck. It's not really even fake. We've spent $500 this year on physical therapy and massages for my stupid neck pain. Sleeping on a shitty mattress sets me back. Thankfully it wasn't too bad this time. But it gave H a huge shoulder cramp that caused a headache. So yeah, I think next time it will be Hilton Garden Inn for the tacos.
As a fellow only child, I can relate to the guilt, but he needs to get over it. Staying at a hotel when visiting family is the best thing ever.
The first time we did it, we made up an excuse that I needed to be able to work over the weekend, and my parents didn't have internet. So I recommend having a fake but believable reason in your back pocket.
I already suggested my neck. It's not really even fake. We've spent $500 this year on physical therapy and massages for my stupid neck pain. Sleeping on a shitty mattress sets me back. Thankfully it wasn't too bad this time. But it gave H a huge shoulder cramp that caused a headache. So yeah, I think next time it will be Hilton Garden Inn for the tacos.
Perfect. No one can argue with medical needs. Well, they can, but it makes them look unreasonable.
Plus, you want to set the hotel precedent before there's a taquito in the picture. Baby needs to go to bed = perfect excuse to leave early.
One other thing. After SIL established that she doesn't care to see the latest Star Wars (because spiritually ambiguous Force), my brother segued between Star Wars and Star Trek scenes for the rest of the conversation. I was so confused when he started talking about the Star Wars movie where they landed in San Francisco.
I would have needed to do shots at that point, or leave altogether.
Right? I get annoyed when Google pulls hits for one when I CLEARLY typed the other.
One other thing. After SIL established that she doesn't care to see the latest Star Wars (because spiritually ambiguous Force), my brother segued between Star Wars and Star Trek scenes for the rest of the conversation. I was so confused when he started talking about the Star Wars movie where they landed in San Francisco.
Were the other Star Wars movies somehow okay?
I think she might have seen one of them at some point? SIL is just very literal, so the fact that we like Harry Potter and Star Wars means she probably thinks we are casting spells and levitating inanimate objects in our backyard with impressionable children. Good thing she missed the yoga mat in our backseat.
My mom and I went to a family friend's house for Xmas. One couple asked when and then why we moved to CO. (My mom decided to move us to CO because she wanted to rekindle a romance with her high school sweetheart after spending 2 weeks with him. A long story short, it was hell. They did not treat each other or me well.) I didn't want to talk about it and my mom thought it was funny. WTF?? So she's laughing and the other people start needling me so I get up and leave the table. I come back and we have dinner. We make it through the meal and they start prodding me again. My mom is fvcking amused. One person says "Oh look, she's thinking." Uh, whut? I respond that I didn't want to be rude with what I would say and left the table again. I come back to help serve the desserts and one of these people said to me "You don't look anything like your mom." Thanks for pointing that out, jackass. I wanted to throat punch all of them.
Post by decemberwedding07 on Dec 26, 2015 13:14:19 GMT -5
Every year I ask my parents not to get anything for us, but they do anyway. My parents are on a tight budget AND there is nothing that I need. There's not even anything that I want, aside from big deal, adult items that I spend years saving for, like furniture, rugs, appliances, landscaping, etc.. I just always tell them I don't need anything, but it's the fact that they're spending money that I know they actually need on totally unnecessary stuff for me that really gets me.
Something leaked in my oven yesterday. The spill over caused my fire alarms to go off while we were eating dinner. Now I'm sitting here with all of my windows open and my smoke alarms turned off while I run a self clean. It's been going for about 2 hours and 45 minutes and has 20 to go. I don't trust the thing not to burst in to flames at any moment. I can't wait to turn my heat back on.
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.
Sorry but I'm laughing that you want her to go to movies alone so that you can go to the movies not alone.
Post by mominatrix on Dec 26, 2015 15:23:50 GMT -5
Memo to FIL: when you go outside for a cigarette, and bring the dog, it's your job to be sure she COME THE FUCK BACK IN. What you don't get to do is come in, make yourself a coffee, and after I ask, say "she went for a walkabout." I know you live on a farm, but this is the city, so NO.
Memo to FIL: when you go outside for a cigarette, and bring the dog, it's your job to be sure she COME THE FUCK BACK IN. What you don't get to do is come in, make yourself a coffee, and after I ask, say "she went for a walkabout." I know you live on a farm, but this is the city, so NO.
Memo to FIL: when you go outside for a cigarette, and bring the dog, it's your job to be sure she COME THE FUCK BACK IN. What you don't get to do is come in, make yourself a coffee, and after I ask, say "she went for a walkabout." I know you live on a farm, but this is the city, so NO.
Oh heads would roll!
I'm hoping the dog came back from its walkabout?
No. I put on Uggs with my (NEW OSSUM) Star Wars jammies to go out to the street and call her, like the crazy person I am.
My folks were supposed to come over yesterday for the weekend, they were going to pack the car on Thursday! And get up early and go! And spend Christmas with the grandkids! Guess who STILL hasn't shown up? They got stuck in AL due to the flooding in the evening, but if they'd gotten up and come over when they said they would then they would have beaten the weather. Their basement flooded, my dad was sick earlier this week, my mom had to make sure she got all the gifts, excuses excuses excuses. And DH and got into it because he basically griped all day and was being an asshole about the 6 and 4 year old boys daring to act like 6 and 4 year old boys on Christmas. So we were all in bed by 8:30 and I'm glad it's over and done with because it was one of the worser Christmases on record.